| Song | Psoriatic |
| Artist | Scott Walker |
| Album | The Drift |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : | |
| Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Can't turn from a crotch in the darkness | |
| To turn to the valley of a king | |
| Ja-da ja-da ja-da ja-da | |
| jing jing jing | |
| Wrapped in blankets | |
| then in blankets | |
| Hear the germs pinging on the night wind | |
| Cross the west coast to the west coast to the west coast | |
| The angelus begins | |
| Eye for hand | |
| Dye y-et eye | |
| bye-t the negro | |
| come on sucker | |
| anthrax jesus | |
| sack of the-b | |
| shawl for he-b | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Pulling out won't be slow | |
| sorry baby b the needles | |
| another night I gotta pull | |
| muffle bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| by the bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Don't think it hasn't been fun because it hasn't | |
| Donje is Donje in the spring | |
| Ja-da ja-da ja-da ja-da | |
| jing jing jing | |
| Here blankets | |
| Here come the blankets | |
| They plunge like rays | |
| Snapping down the night wind | |
| Cross the east coast to the east coast | |
| Scratch the air and blue burn | |
| The angelus begins | |
| Pulling out won't be slow | |
| Sorry baby | |
| Stuff the chancellor | |
| dreamed he mans | |
| gathered y-et | |
| bye the bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Scaling comes scaling comes | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Another night I gotta pull | |
| muffle bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| bye the bye | |
| no bye the bye |
| zuo ci : | |
| Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Can' t turn from a crotch in the darkness | |
| To turn to the valley of a king | |
| Jada jada jada jada | |
| jing jing jing | |
| Wrapped in blankets | |
| then in blankets | |
| Hear the germs pinging on the night wind | |
| Cross the west coast to the west coast to the west coast | |
| The angelus begins | |
| Eye for hand | |
| Dye yet eye | |
| byet the negro | |
| come on sucker | |
| anthrax jesus | |
| sack of theb | |
| shawl for heb | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Pulling out won' t be slow | |
| sorry baby b the needles | |
| another night I gotta pull | |
| muffle bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| by the bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Don' t think it hasn' t been fun because it hasn' t | |
| Donje is Donje in the spring | |
| Jada jada jada jada | |
| jing jing jing | |
| Here blankets | |
| Here come the blankets | |
| They plunge like rays | |
| Snapping down the night wind | |
| Cross the east coast to the east coast | |
| Scratch the air and blue burn | |
| The angelus begins | |
| Pulling out won' t be slow | |
| Sorry baby | |
| Stuff the chancellor | |
| dreamed he mans | |
| gathered yet | |
| bye the bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Scaling comes scaling comes | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Another night I gotta pull | |
| muffle bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| bye the bye | |
| no bye the bye |
| zuò cí : | |
| Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Can' t turn from a crotch in the darkness | |
| To turn to the valley of a king | |
| Jada jada jada jada | |
| jing jing jing | |
| Wrapped in blankets | |
| then in blankets | |
| Hear the germs pinging on the night wind | |
| Cross the west coast to the west coast to the west coast | |
| The angelus begins | |
| Eye for hand | |
| Dye yet eye | |
| byet the negro | |
| come on sucker | |
| anthrax jesus | |
| sack of theb | |
| shawl for heb | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Pulling out won' t be slow | |
| sorry baby b the needles | |
| another night I gotta pull | |
| muffle bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| by the bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Bye the bye the bye the bye | |
| Don' t think it hasn' t been fun because it hasn' t | |
| Donje is Donje in the spring | |
| Jada jada jada jada | |
| jing jing jing | |
| Here blankets | |
| Here come the blankets | |
| They plunge like rays | |
| Snapping down the night wind | |
| Cross the east coast to the east coast | |
| Scratch the air and blue burn | |
| The angelus begins | |
| Pulling out won' t be slow | |
| Sorry baby | |
| Stuff the chancellor | |
| dreamed he mans | |
| gathered yet | |
| bye the bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| Scaling comes scaling comes | |
| Red is patchy | |
| Snows the silver | |
| Another night I gotta pull | |
| muffle bye | |
| no bye the bye | |
| bye the bye | |
| no bye the bye |