Junkyard Blues Lyrics
| Song | Junkyard Blues |
| Artist | Deep Purple |
| Album | Rapture of the Deep |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse ... | |
| Broken down relations, beaten up guitars | |
| Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars | |
| Brambles and weeds are flourishing amongst | |
| Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunks | |
| Ha, junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| I'm never alone, always remind me of home | |
| One of a dozen covered with stains | |
| Blistered and stinking was all that remained | |
| Cannibalized machines, mysterious bones | |
| The unwanted contents of anonymous homes | |
| Ha, those junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| Take me back, always remind me of home | |
| Mangy old dog scratching in the dust | |
| Burned out | |
| Mercedes surrendering to rust | |
| All this stuff was good for something | |
| Here it is now, it's good for nothing | |
| Ha, junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| I'm never alone, always remind me of home |
| zuo ci : Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse ... | |
| Broken down relations, beaten up guitars | |
| Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars | |
| Brambles and weeds are flourishing amongst | |
| Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunks | |
| Ha, junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| I' m never alone, always remind me of home | |
| One of a dozen covered with stains | |
| Blistered and stinking was all that remained | |
| Cannibalized machines, mysterious bones | |
| The unwanted contents of anonymous homes | |
| Ha, those junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| Take me back, always remind me of home | |
| Mangy old dog scratching in the dust | |
| Burned out | |
| Mercedes surrendering to rust | |
| All this stuff was good for something | |
| Here it is now, it' s good for nothing | |
| Ha, junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| I' m never alone, always remind me of home |
| zuò cí : Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse ... | |
| Broken down relations, beaten up guitars | |
| Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars | |
| Brambles and weeds are flourishing amongst | |
| Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunks | |
| Ha, junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| I' m never alone, always remind me of home | |
| One of a dozen covered with stains | |
| Blistered and stinking was all that remained | |
| Cannibalized machines, mysterious bones | |
| The unwanted contents of anonymous homes | |
| Ha, those junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| Take me back, always remind me of home | |
| Mangy old dog scratching in the dust | |
| Burned out | |
| Mercedes surrendering to rust | |
| All this stuff was good for something | |
| Here it is now, it' s good for nothing | |
| Ha, junkyard blues sound familiar | |
| I' m never alone, always remind me of home |
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