| Song | Something Wild |
| Artist | Iggy Pop |
| Album | Brick By Brick |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hiatt | |
| Sometimes | |
| I don't even move a muscle | |
| Baby while you lie awake all night | |
| I think I've got 9 lives in these corpuscles | |
| Girl, you know sometimes | |
| I don't think right | |
| I hear voices in the hall | |
| I wake up and it's nothing at all | |
| A hungry wolf-an angry child | |
| Or something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| It's not as if we could think that things was one way | |
| Or they would all just be that way right now | |
| When I was a kid | |
| I thought that some day | |
| I could tame this lion heart some way, some how | |
| Now I'm hungry for the love | |
| That doesn't know what it's thinking of | |
| Searching for the meek and mild | |
| Like something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| There's a hole where the wind blows through | |
| And some curtains too | |
| But I can't hide a thing from you | |
| You know where | |
| I'm comin' from | |
| Well I tried gettin' there under my own steam | |
| But my very last chance was shot | |
| Now you're ridin' me down like a submarine | |
| I can feel you in my veins, runnin' hot | |
| I went out and stole a new pair of shoes | |
| Some pocket money and a place to go | |
| Now we gotta get up and scream at the | |
| Top of our lungs like it was gonna die | |
| If we didn't make it so | |
| I hear voices in the hall | |
| I wake up and it's nothing at all | |
| A hungry wolf, an angry child | |
| Or something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild... |
| zuo ci : Hiatt | |
| Sometimes | |
| I don' t even move a muscle | |
| Baby while you lie awake all night | |
| I think I' ve got 9 lives in these corpuscles | |
| Girl, you know sometimes | |
| I don' t think right | |
| I hear voices in the hall | |
| I wake up and it' s nothing at all | |
| A hungry wolfan angry child | |
| Or something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| It' s not as if we could think that things was one way | |
| Or they would all just be that way right now | |
| When I was a kid | |
| I thought that some day | |
| I could tame this lion heart some way, some how | |
| Now I' m hungry for the love | |
| That doesn' t know what it' s thinking of | |
| Searching for the meek and mild | |
| Like something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| There' s a hole where the wind blows through | |
| And some curtains too | |
| But I can' t hide a thing from you | |
| You know where | |
| I' m comin' from | |
| Well I tried gettin' there under my own steam | |
| But my very last chance was shot | |
| Now you' re ridin' me down like a submarine | |
| I can feel you in my veins, runnin' hot | |
| I went out and stole a new pair of shoes | |
| Some pocket money and a place to go | |
| Now we gotta get up and scream at the | |
| Top of our lungs like it was gonna die | |
| If we didn' t make it so | |
| I hear voices in the hall | |
| I wake up and it' s nothing at all | |
| A hungry wolf, an angry child | |
| Or something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild... |
| zuò cí : Hiatt | |
| Sometimes | |
| I don' t even move a muscle | |
| Baby while you lie awake all night | |
| I think I' ve got 9 lives in these corpuscles | |
| Girl, you know sometimes | |
| I don' t think right | |
| I hear voices in the hall | |
| I wake up and it' s nothing at all | |
| A hungry wolfan angry child | |
| Or something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| It' s not as if we could think that things was one way | |
| Or they would all just be that way right now | |
| When I was a kid | |
| I thought that some day | |
| I could tame this lion heart some way, some how | |
| Now I' m hungry for the love | |
| That doesn' t know what it' s thinking of | |
| Searching for the meek and mild | |
| Like something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| There' s a hole where the wind blows through | |
| And some curtains too | |
| But I can' t hide a thing from you | |
| You know where | |
| I' m comin' from | |
| Well I tried gettin' there under my own steam | |
| But my very last chance was shot | |
| Now you' re ridin' me down like a submarine | |
| I can feel you in my veins, runnin' hot | |
| I went out and stole a new pair of shoes | |
| Some pocket money and a place to go | |
| Now we gotta get up and scream at the | |
| Top of our lungs like it was gonna die | |
| If we didn' t make it so | |
| I hear voices in the hall | |
| I wake up and it' s nothing at all | |
| A hungry wolf, an angry child | |
| Or something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild | |
| Something wild... |