Song | Born In '69 |
Artist | Rocket from the Crypt |
Album | Scream, Dracula, Scream |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Rocket from the Crypt | |
Woah! | |
Babytalking like the birdman | |
It's ringin' in my head | |
And baby's lips keep a-moving | |
And it likes to wet the bed. | |
Your inspiration is a memory | |
That you know you never had | |
Your desperation lies before me | |
(And you only kick half an ass) | |
(Woo, yeah) I want it | |
(Woo, yeah) I need it | |
(Woo, yeah) I steal it | |
(Woo) Alright | |
Everybody's talking like a monkey | |
Always looking behind | |
Waste of life, pushing backwards so | |
I was born in '69 | |
Don't catch me later (catch me later) | |
I'm out of here keeping my gun | |
Your desperation is a menu | |
(And man your brain is fried) | |
(Woo, yeah) I want it | |
(Woo, yeah) I need it | |
(Woo, yeah) I steal it | |
(Woo) Alright | |
He sings it's so easy | |
To his therapist | |
Her windows are breaking | |
Inside her chest | |
They're the ones (2x) | |
Again and again | |
Your desperation don't become you | |
(Speedo can really sing!) | |
(Woo, yeah) I want it | |
(Woo, yeah) I need it | |
(Woo, yeah) I steal it | |
(Woo, yeah) I need it | |
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing to say to me | |
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing that I can't say | |
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing that I need (I feel it) | |
You'll be sorry |
zuo ci : Rocket from the Crypt | |
Woah! | |
Babytalking like the birdman | |
It' s ringin' in my head | |
And baby' s lips keep amoving | |
And it likes to wet the bed. | |
Your inspiration is a memory | |
That you know you never had | |
Your desperation lies before me | |
And you only kick half an ass | |
Woo, yeah I want it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah I steal it | |
Woo Alright | |
Everybody' s talking like a monkey | |
Always looking behind | |
Waste of life, pushing backwards so | |
I was born in ' 69 | |
Don' t catch me later catch me later | |
I' m out of here keeping my gun | |
Your desperation is a menu | |
And man your brain is fried | |
Woo, yeah I want it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah I steal it | |
Woo Alright | |
He sings it' s so easy | |
To his therapist | |
Her windows are breaking | |
Inside her chest | |
They' re the ones 2x | |
Again and again | |
Your desperation don' t become you | |
Speedo can really sing! | |
Woo, yeah I want it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah I steal it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah You' ve got nothing to say to me | |
Woo, yeah You' ve got nothing that I can' t say | |
Woo, yeah You' ve got nothing that I need I feel it | |
You' ll be sorry |
zuò cí : Rocket from the Crypt | |
Woah! | |
Babytalking like the birdman | |
It' s ringin' in my head | |
And baby' s lips keep amoving | |
And it likes to wet the bed. | |
Your inspiration is a memory | |
That you know you never had | |
Your desperation lies before me | |
And you only kick half an ass | |
Woo, yeah I want it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah I steal it | |
Woo Alright | |
Everybody' s talking like a monkey | |
Always looking behind | |
Waste of life, pushing backwards so | |
I was born in ' 69 | |
Don' t catch me later catch me later | |
I' m out of here keeping my gun | |
Your desperation is a menu | |
And man your brain is fried | |
Woo, yeah I want it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah I steal it | |
Woo Alright | |
He sings it' s so easy | |
To his therapist | |
Her windows are breaking | |
Inside her chest | |
They' re the ones 2x | |
Again and again | |
Your desperation don' t become you | |
Speedo can really sing! | |
Woo, yeah I want it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah I steal it | |
Woo, yeah I need it | |
Woo, yeah You' ve got nothing to say to me | |
Woo, yeah You' ve got nothing that I can' t say | |
Woo, yeah You' ve got nothing that I need I feel it | |
You' ll be sorry |