Song | Sno Cat |
Artist | Kristin Hersh |
Album | The Grotto |
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作词 : Hersh | |
A man made of butterfat | |
Careening around on a Sno-Cat | |
And I can't drive any faster | |
My hands are like ice and the moon shines | |
On pepper trees and road grease | |
The yellow lines look blue | |
Snow covers Whitehall | |
White powdered Nembutal | |
And I can't think any more | |
My feet are like ice | |
And the moon sets | |
On Christmas trees and plastic deer | |
I decided to forgive and forget | |
I thank god you're comatose | |
As I pull back the bedclothes | |
And I can't believe my composure | |
And I can't remember my anger | |
And summer is a fish story | |
I wonder where we'll be |
zuo ci : Hersh | |
A man made of butterfat | |
Careening around on a SnoCat | |
And I can' t drive any faster | |
My hands are like ice and the moon shines | |
On pepper trees and road grease | |
The yellow lines look blue | |
Snow covers Whitehall | |
White powdered Nembutal | |
And I can' t think any more | |
My feet are like ice | |
And the moon sets | |
On Christmas trees and plastic deer | |
I decided to forgive and forget | |
I thank god you' re comatose | |
As I pull back the bedclothes | |
And I can' t believe my composure | |
And I can' t remember my anger | |
And summer is a fish story | |
I wonder where we' ll be |
zuò cí : Hersh | |
A man made of butterfat | |
Careening around on a SnoCat | |
And I can' t drive any faster | |
My hands are like ice and the moon shines | |
On pepper trees and road grease | |
The yellow lines look blue | |
Snow covers Whitehall | |
White powdered Nembutal | |
And I can' t think any more | |
My feet are like ice | |
And the moon sets | |
On Christmas trees and plastic deer | |
I decided to forgive and forget | |
I thank god you' re comatose | |
As I pull back the bedclothes | |
And I can' t believe my composure | |
And I can' t remember my anger | |
And summer is a fish story | |
I wonder where we' ll be |