miss meri Lyrics
| Song | miss meri |
| Artist | Two Gallants |
| Album | Two Gallants |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Corvidae, Fontaine | |
| I went down an empty lane, searching for a song | |
| Came back an empty man, my whiskers they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long | |
| Yes I am your native son despite my queer disguise | |
| But I keep all I can call my own in the bags beneath my eyes | |
| Underneath my eyes | |
| Oh Miss Meri, don't despair | |
| We got ways to numb your pain | |
| Same old story; blood, sweat, glory | |
| Just hope all your trials weren't in vain | |
| To all my so-called countrymen who bless this stolen ground | |
| Is Jesus gonna pick you up when your hunger weighs you down | |
| When it weighs you down | |
| Mama come and save me nothing's sacred anymore | |
| What good was living for? | |
| I been wondering just who misplaced my soul | |
| There's pockets in my holes | |
| And way out on the open plain, men pave beneath the sun | |
| The great suburban dawn, if you build it they will come | |
| They will come, they will come | |
| Oh Miss Meri, don't despair | |
| We got ways to numb your pain | |
| Same old story; blood, sweat, glory | |
| I just hope all your trials weren't in vain | |
| I went down an empty lane, searching for a song | |
| Came back an empty man, my whiskers they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long |
| zuo qu : Corvidae, Fontaine | |
| I went down an empty lane, searching for a song | |
| Came back an empty man, my whiskers they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long | |
| Yes I am your native son despite my queer disguise | |
| But I keep all I can call my own in the bags beneath my eyes | |
| Underneath my eyes | |
| Oh Miss Meri, don' t despair | |
| We got ways to numb your pain | |
| Same old story blood, sweat, glory | |
| Just hope all your trials weren' t in vain | |
| To all my socalled countrymen who bless this stolen ground | |
| Is Jesus gonna pick you up when your hunger weighs you down | |
| When it weighs you down | |
| Mama come and save me nothing' s sacred anymore | |
| What good was living for? | |
| I been wondering just who misplaced my soul | |
| There' s pockets in my holes | |
| And way out on the open plain, men pave beneath the sun | |
| The great suburban dawn, if you build it they will come | |
| They will come, they will come | |
| Oh Miss Meri, don' t despair | |
| We got ways to numb your pain | |
| Same old story blood, sweat, glory | |
| I just hope all your trials weren' t in vain | |
| I went down an empty lane, searching for a song | |
| Came back an empty man, my whiskers they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long |
| zuò qǔ : Corvidae, Fontaine | |
| I went down an empty lane, searching for a song | |
| Came back an empty man, my whiskers they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long | |
| Yes I am your native son despite my queer disguise | |
| But I keep all I can call my own in the bags beneath my eyes | |
| Underneath my eyes | |
| Oh Miss Meri, don' t despair | |
| We got ways to numb your pain | |
| Same old story blood, sweat, glory | |
| Just hope all your trials weren' t in vain | |
| To all my socalled countrymen who bless this stolen ground | |
| Is Jesus gonna pick you up when your hunger weighs you down | |
| When it weighs you down | |
| Mama come and save me nothing' s sacred anymore | |
| What good was living for? | |
| I been wondering just who misplaced my soul | |
| There' s pockets in my holes | |
| And way out on the open plain, men pave beneath the sun | |
| The great suburban dawn, if you build it they will come | |
| They will come, they will come | |
| Oh Miss Meri, don' t despair | |
| We got ways to numb your pain | |
| Same old story blood, sweat, glory | |
| I just hope all your trials weren' t in vain | |
| I went down an empty lane, searching for a song | |
| Came back an empty man, my whiskers they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long | |
| Lord, they hung long |
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