Song | The Mango Song |
Artist | Phish |
Album | A Picture Of Nectar |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Anastasio | |
Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees | |
Slander on wrap paper ties | |
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes | |
Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please | |
Ramble while slop scraper sighs | |
Tossing in his bed at night he'll dream until he dies | |
Operations at the sink | |
The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes | |
Feels it tilt and start to slide | |
Mask a pretty hopper's foot with squeeze cheese | |
Dangle some grape apple pies | |
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway | |
Mask a pretty hopper's foot with squeeze cheese | |
Dangle some grape apple pies | |
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You're gonna be a genius anyway |
zuo ci : Anastasio | |
Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees | |
Slander on wrap paper ties | |
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes | |
Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please | |
Ramble while slop scraper sighs | |
Tossing in his bed at night he' ll dream until he dies | |
Operations at the sink | |
The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes | |
Feels it tilt and start to slide | |
Mask a pretty hopper' s foot with squeeze cheese | |
Dangle some grape apple pies | |
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Mask a pretty hopper' s foot with squeeze cheese | |
Dangle some grape apple pies | |
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway |
zuò cí : Anastasio | |
Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees | |
Slander on wrap paper ties | |
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes | |
Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please | |
Ramble while slop scraper sighs | |
Tossing in his bed at night he' ll dream until he dies | |
Operations at the sink | |
The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes | |
Feels it tilt and start to slide | |
Mask a pretty hopper' s foot with squeeze cheese | |
Dangle some grape apple pies | |
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Mask a pretty hopper' s foot with squeeze cheese | |
Dangle some grape apple pies | |
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway | |
Your hands and feet are mangoes | |
You' re gonna be a genius anyway |