Song | One Room, One Axe, One Outcome |
Artist | Orange Goblin |
Album | Thieving From The House Of God |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hoare, Millard, Turner, Ward | |
Unleash the dogs of war tonight | |
Like a rabbit in the headlights I'm about to die alright | |
Don't need no manners when you've got a gun | |
So gimme back my bullets cos I'm about to come undone | |
Been drinking whiskey all night long | |
I know I've got a job to do | |
So I'm about to do it wrong | |
Burning my candle at both ends | |
Obeying orders in the faith that the devil sends | |
One room for finding myself in | |
One axe for talking to god | |
One pill for self-medication | |
Sweet flesh is all that I've got | |
Can't stop this now we've come too far | |
This kind of justice is so bizzarre | |
These dirty habits die so hard | |
Like dripping skin, like dripping skin on battle scars | |
Lets find ourselves a war tonight | |
Gotta keep this tank a' rollin so were gonna be alright | |
Who says we have to die so young | |
When I've got nicotine stains and blisters on my tongue | |
One room for finding myself in | |
One axe for talking to god | |
One pill for self-medication | |
Sweet flesh is all that I've got |
zuo ci : Hoare, Millard, Turner, Ward | |
Unleash the dogs of war tonight | |
Like a rabbit in the headlights I' m about to die alright | |
Don' t need no manners when you' ve got a gun | |
So gimme back my bullets cos I' m about to come undone | |
Been drinking whiskey all night long | |
I know I' ve got a job to do | |
So I' m about to do it wrong | |
Burning my candle at both ends | |
Obeying orders in the faith that the devil sends | |
One room for finding myself in | |
One axe for talking to god | |
One pill for selfmedication | |
Sweet flesh is all that I' ve got | |
Can' t stop this now we' ve come too far | |
This kind of justice is so bizzarre | |
These dirty habits die so hard | |
Like dripping skin, like dripping skin on battle scars | |
Lets find ourselves a war tonight | |
Gotta keep this tank a' rollin so were gonna be alright | |
Who says we have to die so young | |
When I' ve got nicotine stains and blisters on my tongue | |
One room for finding myself in | |
One axe for talking to god | |
One pill for selfmedication | |
Sweet flesh is all that I' ve got |
zuò cí : Hoare, Millard, Turner, Ward | |
Unleash the dogs of war tonight | |
Like a rabbit in the headlights I' m about to die alright | |
Don' t need no manners when you' ve got a gun | |
So gimme back my bullets cos I' m about to come undone | |
Been drinking whiskey all night long | |
I know I' ve got a job to do | |
So I' m about to do it wrong | |
Burning my candle at both ends | |
Obeying orders in the faith that the devil sends | |
One room for finding myself in | |
One axe for talking to god | |
One pill for selfmedication | |
Sweet flesh is all that I' ve got | |
Can' t stop this now we' ve come too far | |
This kind of justice is so bizzarre | |
These dirty habits die so hard | |
Like dripping skin, like dripping skin on battle scars | |
Lets find ourselves a war tonight | |
Gotta keep this tank a' rollin so were gonna be alright | |
Who says we have to die so young | |
When I' ve got nicotine stains and blisters on my tongue | |
One room for finding myself in | |
One axe for talking to god | |
One pill for selfmedication | |
Sweet flesh is all that I' ve got |