Hell No, I Ain't Happy

Song Hell No, I Ain't Happy
Artist Drive-By Truckers
Album Decoration Day

Lyrics

作曲 : Drive-By Truckers, Hood
There's a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer
She's an overnight sensation after twenty-five years
Sharp fast curves, power steering
Unroll that twenty, buy me some beer
Ain't too bad, too bad at all
Pick up the phone if
I ever call
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
There's a purdy little girl outside the van window'
Bout 80 cities down, 800 to go
Six crammed in, we ain't never alone
Never homesick, ain't got no home
Check my mail if you would please,
JennCollect my things well, now
I'm in town again
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
But I get a little closer everyday
Gonna be a long [Incomprehensible] back your way
I've seen just how much
I can stand
One night in
Kansas City, we thought about killing a man
Seen my number fly by on
Interstate
TenSeen the mountains of
Montana at seven a.m.
And I keep it all together for the sake of the kids
Got your fine-ass self on the back of my lids
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
But I ain't too crappy
Now I ain't too crappy, too crappy at all, no no

Pinyin

zuò qǔ : DriveBy Truckers, Hood
There' s a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer
She' s an overnight sensation after twentyfive years
Sharp fast curves, power steering
Unroll that twenty, buy me some beer
Ain' t too bad, too bad at all
Pick up the phone if
I ever call
Hell no, I ain' t happy
Hell no, I ain' t happy
Hell no, I ain' t happy
There' s a purdy little girl outside the van window'
Bout 80 cities down, 800 to go
Six crammed in, we ain' t never alone
Never homesick, ain' t got no home
Check my mail if you would please,
JennCollect my things well, now
I' m in town again
Hell no, I ain' t happy
Hell no, I ain' t happy
Hell no, I ain' t happy
But I get a little closer everyday
Gonna be a long Incomprehensible back your way
I' ve seen just how much
I can stand
One night in
Kansas City, we thought about killing a man
Seen my number fly by on
Interstate
TenSeen the mountains of
Montana at seven a. m.
And I keep it all together for the sake of the kids
Got your fineass self on the back of my lids
Hell no, I ain' t happy
Hell no, I ain' t happy
Hell no, I ain' t happy
But I ain' t too crappy
Now I ain' t too crappy, too crappy at all, no no