Song | Navigating Flood Regions |
Artist | Guided by Voices |
Album | Live From Austin TX |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pollard | |
“Spy!” shouted the crew, “Let’s string him up” | |
Wise off to the captain, now where’s my coffee cup? | |
And it’s been an adventurous day | |
The ship floats, but it won’t float away | |
Let’s us stay | |
Don your favorite costume, here we go | |
Belt a song from your lungs real long and slow | |
And you’re doing a wonderful job | |
Shaping up with a competent mob | |
It’s your job | |
It’s as long as wide and just beginning | |
Been around for eons just like me | |
Grab your money and let’s go for all the winnings | |
Cast your soul into the jagged sea | |
It’s the number on your head | |
Now you’re dead | |
Stuff you down the barrel of a cannon | |
Let you see the world as something to see | |
Take you to the corners of the playground | |
Let you watch the traffic through the trees | |
It’s the number on your head | |
Now you’re dead | |
And we’ll run as the war trumpet blows | |
And the judge with the list of no-shows |
zuo ci : Pollard | |
" Spy!" shouted the crew, " Let' s string him up" | |
Wise off to the captain, now where' s my coffee cup? | |
And it' s been an adventurous day | |
The ship floats, but it won' t float away | |
Let' s us stay | |
Don your favorite costume, here we go | |
Belt a song from your lungs real long and slow | |
And you' re doing a wonderful job | |
Shaping up with a competent mob | |
It' s your job | |
It' s as long as wide and just beginning | |
Been around for eons just like me | |
Grab your money and let' s go for all the winnings | |
Cast your soul into the jagged sea | |
It' s the number on your head | |
Now you' re dead | |
Stuff you down the barrel of a cannon | |
Let you see the world as something to see | |
Take you to the corners of the playground | |
Let you watch the traffic through the trees | |
It' s the number on your head | |
Now you' re dead | |
And we' ll run as the war trumpet blows | |
And the judge with the list of noshows |
zuò cí : Pollard | |
" Spy!" shouted the crew, " Let' s string him up" | |
Wise off to the captain, now where' s my coffee cup? | |
And it' s been an adventurous day | |
The ship floats, but it won' t float away | |
Let' s us stay | |
Don your favorite costume, here we go | |
Belt a song from your lungs real long and slow | |
And you' re doing a wonderful job | |
Shaping up with a competent mob | |
It' s your job | |
It' s as long as wide and just beginning | |
Been around for eons just like me | |
Grab your money and let' s go for all the winnings | |
Cast your soul into the jagged sea | |
It' s the number on your head | |
Now you' re dead | |
Stuff you down the barrel of a cannon | |
Let you see the world as something to see | |
Take you to the corners of the playground | |
Let you watch the traffic through the trees | |
It' s the number on your head | |
Now you' re dead | |
And we' ll run as the war trumpet blows | |
And the judge with the list of noshows |