Song | Soft Wolf Tread |
Artist | Grant Lee Buffalo |
Album | Fuzzy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Phillips | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Thru emerald forest he was lookin' to make a bed | |
There in the spindly thicket softly did he tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Sure was starved | |
And thru his silver coat his ribs shown sharply carved | |
The hand that feeds was pickin' weeds | |
Sure looked starved | |
Up comes hood he's beautiful | |
As a sirloin steak to a pit bull chained up | |
It's good to see such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Then he said | |
Dear hood what brings you to this neck of the woods | |
In your scarlet cape and your basket full of grapes | |
What lures you to the woods | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The clearing and he's nervously tugging on his earring | |
He talked how good such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Oh | |
Such an old | |
Such an old | |
Such an old | |
Ooh ooh ooh | |
And then he spun | |
A twisted tale 'bout a child who cried his name | |
So many times that even when he yelled no one ever came | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Well he tread and tread and tread and tread | |
Yeah an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again |
zuo ci : Phillips | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Thru emerald forest he was lookin' to make a bed | |
There in the spindly thicket softly did he tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Sure was starved | |
And thru his silver coat his ribs shown sharply carved | |
The hand that feeds was pickin' weeds | |
Sure looked starved | |
Up comes hood he' s beautiful | |
As a sirloin steak to a pit bull chained up | |
It' s good to see such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Then he said | |
Dear hood what brings you to this neck of the woods | |
In your scarlet cape and your basket full of grapes | |
What lures you to the woods | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The clearing and he' s nervously tugging on his earring | |
He talked how good such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Oh | |
Such an old | |
Such an old | |
Such an old | |
Ooh ooh ooh | |
And then he spun | |
A twisted tale ' bout a child who cried his name | |
So many times that even when he yelled no one ever came | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Well he tread and tread and tread and tread | |
Yeah an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again |
zuò cí : Phillips | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Thru emerald forest he was lookin' to make a bed | |
There in the spindly thicket softly did he tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Sure was starved | |
And thru his silver coat his ribs shown sharply carved | |
The hand that feeds was pickin' weeds | |
Sure looked starved | |
Up comes hood he' s beautiful | |
As a sirloin steak to a pit bull chained up | |
It' s good to see such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Then he said | |
Dear hood what brings you to this neck of the woods | |
In your scarlet cape and your basket full of grapes | |
What lures you to the woods | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The clearing and he' s nervously tugging on his earring | |
He talked how good such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Oh | |
Such an old | |
Such an old | |
Such an old | |
Ooh ooh ooh | |
And then he spun | |
A twisted tale ' bout a child who cried his name | |
So many times that even when he yelled no one ever came | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
The soft wolf tread | |
Well he tread and tread and tread and tread | |
Yeah an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again | |
Such an old friend again |