Song | I Won't Crap Out |
Artist | Iggy Pop |
Album | Brick By Brick |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pop | |
I'm standin' in a shadow, hating the world, hatin' 'em | |
I keep a wall around me, block out the herd | |
It's a nerve-wreck place to be, kills real quick | |
You gotta scrape the concrete off your dick | |
But we're gonna live so happily | |
In a faraway place, just you and me, if | |
I don't crap out | |
The sun will shine and give us a hug | |
The world will sing like a happy bug, if | |
I don't crap out | |
No and I won't crap out | |
No I won't crap out | |
No I won't crap out | |
Crap out, crap out | |
I'm glad I am crazy, it keeps me trying | |
I despise the trendies, | |
I know they're lying | |
If you want to stir up real mud | |
You had better pay with real blood | |
But the birds will sing a sweet melody | |
In a couple of green indifferent trees, if | |
I don't crap out | |
And you're gonna know how fine you are | |
Gonna write your name on a violet star, if | |
I don't crap out | |
We'll have a window and we'll have a door | |
And a reason to be living for, if | |
I don't crap out | |
And the material singers will fade into dust | |
Like forgotten merchants of disgust, if | |
I don't crap out | |
No I won't crap out | |
No I'll never crap out | |
Oh, I won't crap out | |
I won't crap out | |
No I won't crap out | |
No I won't crap out | |
Crap outNo | |
I won't crap out | |
No I won't crap out | |
Though I run into the twilight [Incomprehensible] | |
No security, no guarantees, nothing like that for you and me' | |
Cause we want to live not like a fucking dead fucker | |
And I won't crap out, | |
I won't crap out | |
I'll get there, | |
I'll get there where man can't |
zuo ci : Pop | |
I' m standin' in a shadow, hating the world, hatin' ' em | |
I keep a wall around me, block out the herd | |
It' s a nervewreck place to be, kills real quick | |
You gotta scrape the concrete off your dick | |
But we' re gonna live so happily | |
In a faraway place, just you and me, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
The sun will shine and give us a hug | |
The world will sing like a happy bug, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
No and I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
Crap out, crap out | |
I' m glad I am crazy, it keeps me trying | |
I despise the trendies, | |
I know they' re lying | |
If you want to stir up real mud | |
You had better pay with real blood | |
But the birds will sing a sweet melody | |
In a couple of green indifferent trees, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
And you' re gonna know how fine you are | |
Gonna write your name on a violet star, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
We' ll have a window and we' ll have a door | |
And a reason to be living for, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
And the material singers will fade into dust | |
Like forgotten merchants of disgust, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
No I' ll never crap out | |
Oh, I won' t crap out | |
I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
Crap outNo | |
I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
Though I run into the twilight Incomprehensible | |
No security, no guarantees, nothing like that for you and me' | |
Cause we want to live not like a fucking dead fucker | |
And I won' t crap out, | |
I won' t crap out | |
I' ll get there, | |
I' ll get there where man can' t |
zuò cí : Pop | |
I' m standin' in a shadow, hating the world, hatin' ' em | |
I keep a wall around me, block out the herd | |
It' s a nervewreck place to be, kills real quick | |
You gotta scrape the concrete off your dick | |
But we' re gonna live so happily | |
In a faraway place, just you and me, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
The sun will shine and give us a hug | |
The world will sing like a happy bug, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
No and I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
Crap out, crap out | |
I' m glad I am crazy, it keeps me trying | |
I despise the trendies, | |
I know they' re lying | |
If you want to stir up real mud | |
You had better pay with real blood | |
But the birds will sing a sweet melody | |
In a couple of green indifferent trees, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
And you' re gonna know how fine you are | |
Gonna write your name on a violet star, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
We' ll have a window and we' ll have a door | |
And a reason to be living for, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
And the material singers will fade into dust | |
Like forgotten merchants of disgust, if | |
I don' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
No I' ll never crap out | |
Oh, I won' t crap out | |
I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
Crap outNo | |
I won' t crap out | |
No I won' t crap out | |
Though I run into the twilight Incomprehensible | |
No security, no guarantees, nothing like that for you and me' | |
Cause we want to live not like a fucking dead fucker | |
And I won' t crap out, | |
I won' t crap out | |
I' ll get there, | |
I' ll get there where man can' t |