Song | Billy Hunt |
Artist | The Jam |
Album | All Mod Cons |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paul Weller | |
作词 : Weller | |
If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else, | |
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, | |
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me | |
You're the little dog messing up my tree - | |
Billy hunt is a magical world, | |
Full of strippers and long legged girls | |
Clark kent's got nothing on me, | |
I'll spy like james bond and die like king kong | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
I remember the first day at my job, | |
I didn't get along with the foreman, bob | |
Do this. do that. don't even stop for a cough. | |
He used to be a sergeant in the r.a.f. | |
No one pushes billy hunt around, | |
Well they do, but not for long | |
'cause when i get fit and grow bionic arms | |
The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born - | |
I could be a superman | |
Satisfy any whim that i wanted to, | |
I could be a human machine | |
I could show steve austin a thing or two - | |
If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else, | |
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, | |
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me | |
You're the little dog messing up my tree - | |
No one pushes billy hunt around, | |
Well they do, but not for long | |
'cause when i get fit and grow bionic arms | |
The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born - | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy |
zuo qu : Paul Weller | |
zuo ci : Weller | |
If it' s not you moaning, then it' s someone else, | |
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, | |
If it' s not you crying, then it' s probably me | |
You' re the little dog messing up my tree | |
Billy hunt is a magical world, | |
Full of strippers and long legged girls | |
Clark kent' s got nothing on me, | |
I' ll spy like james bond and die like king kong | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
I remember the first day at my job, | |
I didn' t get along with the foreman, bob | |
Do this. do that. don' t even stop for a cough. | |
He used to be a sergeant in the r. a. f. | |
No one pushes billy hunt around, | |
Well they do, but not for long | |
' cause when i get fit and grow bionic arms | |
The whole world' s gonna wish it weren' t born | |
I could be a superman | |
Satisfy any whim that i wanted to, | |
I could be a human machine | |
I could show steve austin a thing or two | |
If it' s not you moaning, then it' s someone else, | |
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, | |
If it' s not you crying, then it' s probably me | |
You' re the little dog messing up my tree | |
No one pushes billy hunt around, | |
Well they do, but not for long | |
' cause when i get fit and grow bionic arms | |
The whole world' s gonna wish it weren' t born | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy |
zuò qǔ : Paul Weller | |
zuò cí : Weller | |
If it' s not you moaning, then it' s someone else, | |
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, | |
If it' s not you crying, then it' s probably me | |
You' re the little dog messing up my tree | |
Billy hunt is a magical world, | |
Full of strippers and long legged girls | |
Clark kent' s got nothing on me, | |
I' ll spy like james bond and die like king kong | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
I remember the first day at my job, | |
I didn' t get along with the foreman, bob | |
Do this. do that. don' t even stop for a cough. | |
He used to be a sergeant in the r. a. f. | |
No one pushes billy hunt around, | |
Well they do, but not for long | |
' cause when i get fit and grow bionic arms | |
The whole world' s gonna wish it weren' t born | |
I could be a superman | |
Satisfy any whim that i wanted to, | |
I could be a human machine | |
I could show steve austin a thing or two | |
If it' s not you moaning, then it' s someone else, | |
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, | |
If it' s not you crying, then it' s probably me | |
You' re the little dog messing up my tree | |
No one pushes billy hunt around, | |
Well they do, but not for long | |
' cause when i get fit and grow bionic arms | |
The whole world' s gonna wish it weren' t born | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy | |
Billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy |