Song | Last Call for Russell's Balls |
Artist | Ten Foot Pole |
Album | Subliminable Messages |
作曲 : Levy | |
Russell's new uptight trust-fund princess reigns | |
Stares down her coke-burned nose and sets new rules | |
Forbids his listening to punk rock music | |
Tried to burn his copy of | |
The People's | |
History His face is blank, bloodless, inexpressive, | |
All passion drained by the unhallowed leech | |
Last Call for | |
Russell's | |
Balls The | |
Demon must be fed | |
Last Call for | |
Russell's | |
Balls They're hanging by a thread | |
Russell says it's true love more like sick games | |
A bitter brawl at midnight in the street | |
Some cars have stopped to watch the loud commotion | |
Laughing at the wicked witch of | |
West Hollywood | |
Strings held tight a dancing marionette doll | |
A painted smile on a wooden face | |
Last Call... | |
A phone call woke up | |
Russ in the middle of the night | |
As she reached down his trousers with sharp scissors and a light | |
Caught the blades before the amputation was complete | |
It seems the rearview mirror's where she would've hung the meat | |
Born-again with pride, | |
Russ hands her the broomstick | |
Says it's time for her to fly away forever... | |
Last Call saved | |
Russell's balls | |
The Demon's face turned red | |
Smoke shot out her ears | |
When he kicked her of bed | |
He saved himself this time | |
From the evil bride-to-be | |
So clearly serpentine | |
Now she's just a memory |
zuò qǔ : Levy | |
Russell' s new uptight trustfund princess reigns | |
Stares down her cokeburned nose and sets new rules | |
Forbids his listening to punk rock music | |
Tried to burn his copy of | |
The People' s | |
History His face is blank, bloodless, inexpressive, | |
All passion drained by the unhallowed leech | |
Last Call for | |
Russell' s | |
Balls The | |
Demon must be fed | |
Last Call for | |
Russell' s | |
Balls They' re hanging by a thread | |
Russell says it' s true love more like sick games | |
A bitter brawl at midnight in the street | |
Some cars have stopped to watch the loud commotion | |
Laughing at the wicked witch of | |
West Hollywood | |
Strings held tight a dancing marionette doll | |
A painted smile on a wooden face | |
Last Call... | |
A phone call woke up | |
Russ in the middle of the night | |
As she reached down his trousers with sharp scissors and a light | |
Caught the blades before the amputation was complete | |
It seems the rearview mirror' s where she would' ve hung the meat | |
Bornagain with pride, | |
Russ hands her the broomstick | |
Says it' s time for her to fly away forever... | |
Last Call saved | |
Russell' s balls | |
The Demon' s face turned red | |
Smoke shot out her ears | |
When he kicked her of bed | |
He saved himself this time | |
From the evil bridetobe | |
So clearly serpentine | |
Now she' s just a memory |