| Song | No Song Unheard |
| Artist | The Hellacopters |
| Album | Air Raid Serenades |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Andersson | |
| Lights are out in the street where | |
| I stand It sure would be great to have a clock with no hands | |
| Met a man said he was wise and in tune | |
| Lazy Sundays turn to | |
| Mondays to soon | |
| He said take my hand let us walk thru' that door | |
| I said I walk with my feet and | |
| I've been thru' it before | |
| The end is nigh son | |
| I said I suppose | |
| If it is we must be pretty damn close | |
| Ain't no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy's gonna put me down | |
| Ain't no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| And that might put you down | |
| With bloodshot eyes he was letting me know | |
| He said ten years from now | |
| I said a hundred ago | |
| Don't you leave now | |
| I know you will fail | |
| I said that's old news | |
| I'm sorry gotta bail | |
| Ain't no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy's gonna put me down | |
| Ain't no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| And that might put you down | |
| Lights are out in the street where | |
| I stand It sure would be great to have a clock with no hands | |
| Met a man said he was wise and in tune | |
| Lazy Sundays turn to | |
| Mondays to soon | |
| With bloodshot eyes he was letting me know | |
| He said ten years from now | |
| I said a hundred ago | |
| Don't you leave now | |
| I know you will fail | |
| I said that's old news | |
| I'm sorry gotta bail | |
| Ain't no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy's gonna put me down | |
| Ain't no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| Ain't no stone untumed | |
| No wiseguy's gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| Right back at you now |
| zuo qu : Andersson | |
| Lights are out in the street where | |
| I stand It sure would be great to have a clock with no hands | |
| Met a man said he was wise and in tune | |
| Lazy Sundays turn to | |
| Mondays to soon | |
| He said take my hand let us walk thru' that door | |
| I said I walk with my feet and | |
| I' ve been thru' it before | |
| The end is nigh son | |
| I said I suppose | |
| If it is we must be pretty damn close | |
| Ain' t no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| And that might put you down | |
| With bloodshot eyes he was letting me know | |
| He said ten years from now | |
| I said a hundred ago | |
| Don' t you leave now | |
| I know you will fail | |
| I said that' s old news | |
| I' m sorry gotta bail | |
| Ain' t no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| And that might put you down | |
| Lights are out in the street where | |
| I stand It sure would be great to have a clock with no hands | |
| Met a man said he was wise and in tune | |
| Lazy Sundays turn to | |
| Mondays to soon | |
| With bloodshot eyes he was letting me know | |
| He said ten years from now | |
| I said a hundred ago | |
| Don' t you leave now | |
| I know you will fail | |
| I said that' s old news | |
| I' m sorry gotta bail | |
| Ain' t no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| Ain' t no stone untumed | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| Right back at you now |
| zuò qǔ : Andersson | |
| Lights are out in the street where | |
| I stand It sure would be great to have a clock with no hands | |
| Met a man said he was wise and in tune | |
| Lazy Sundays turn to | |
| Mondays to soon | |
| He said take my hand let us walk thru' that door | |
| I said I walk with my feet and | |
| I' ve been thru' it before | |
| The end is nigh son | |
| I said I suppose | |
| If it is we must be pretty damn close | |
| Ain' t no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| And that might put you down | |
| With bloodshot eyes he was letting me know | |
| He said ten years from now | |
| I said a hundred ago | |
| Don' t you leave now | |
| I know you will fail | |
| I said that' s old news | |
| I' m sorry gotta bail | |
| Ain' t no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| And that might put you down | |
| Lights are out in the street where | |
| I stand It sure would be great to have a clock with no hands | |
| Met a man said he was wise and in tune | |
| Lazy Sundays turn to | |
| Mondays to soon | |
| With bloodshot eyes he was letting me know | |
| He said ten years from now | |
| I said a hundred ago | |
| Don' t you leave now | |
| I know you will fail | |
| I said that' s old news | |
| I' m sorry gotta bail | |
| Ain' t no stone unturned | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| Ain' t no stone untumed | |
| No wiseguy' s gonna put me down | |
| Ain' t no song unheard | |
| But it laughs back at you now | |
| Right back at you now |