Song | Space Needle |
Artist | The Church |
Album | Uninvited, Like the Clouds |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Killbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
Getting kinda greedy | |
Need a space needle | |
Stick it straight through the crust | |
Suck up all the magma | |
Put it in a bag-ma | |
And blow it through your brains till you bust | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn(?) is reckoning | |
Getting kinda famished with all this talk of famine | |
I could(?) survive on bread alone | |
Gimme me space needle so I don't wanna wheedle | |
I need these planets close to my bone | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn(?) is reckoning | |
Getting kinda nervous the way ellipses curve us | |
It's a mystery to me we don't fall | |
Where's my space needle? | |
I wanna a little ?? | |
I wanna wish good luck to you all | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn(?) is reckoning |
zuo ci : Killbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
Getting kinda greedy | |
Need a space needle | |
Stick it straight through the crust | |
Suck up all the magma | |
Put it in a bagma | |
And blow it through your brains till you bust | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn? is reckoning | |
Getting kinda famished with all this talk of famine | |
I could? survive on bread alone | |
Gimme me space needle so I don' t wanna wheedle | |
I need these planets close to my bone | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn? is reckoning | |
Getting kinda nervous the way ellipses curve us | |
It' s a mystery to me we don' t fall | |
Where' s my space needle? | |
I wanna a little nbsp?? | |
I wanna wish good luck to you all | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn? is reckoning |
zuò cí : Killbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
Getting kinda greedy | |
Need a space needle | |
Stick it straight through the crust | |
Suck up all the magma | |
Put it in a bagma | |
And blow it through your brains till you bust | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn? is reckoning | |
Getting kinda famished with all this talk of famine | |
I could? survive on bread alone | |
Gimme me space needle so I don' t wanna wheedle | |
I need these planets close to my bone | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn? is reckoning | |
Getting kinda nervous the way ellipses curve us | |
It' s a mystery to me we don' t fall | |
Where' s my space needle? | |
I wanna a little nbsp?? | |
I wanna wish good luck to you all | |
Where oblivion is beckoning | |
Where the fire furn? is reckoning |