Song | Home Again Garden Grove |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | We Shall All Be Healed |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Darnielle | |
Wipe down the windshields and roll down the windows | |
Let's go where the jackals are breeding | |
Wrap this bandanna around your head | |
Don't let anyone see that you're bleeding | |
Fire up the scanner and keep your eyes on it | |
Don't speak unless someone speaks to you | |
Hands in your pockets and sun on your face | |
The warm love of God coursing through you | |
Home again | |
Home again | |
Garden Grove | |
Garden Grove | |
I can remember when we were in high school | |
Our dreams were like fugitive warlords | |
Plotting triumphant returns to the city | |
Keeping Tec-9's tucked under the floorboards | |
Now we are practical men of the world | |
We tether our dreams to the turf | |
And cruise down these alleys for honey to feed them | |
Jellyfish riding the surf | |
Shoving our heads straight into the guts of the stove | |
Home again | |
Garden Grove | |
Garden Grove |
zuo ci : Darnielle | |
Wipe down the windshields and roll down the windows | |
Let' s go where the jackals are breeding | |
Wrap this bandanna around your head | |
Don' t let anyone see that you' re bleeding | |
Fire up the scanner and keep your eyes on it | |
Don' t speak unless someone speaks to you | |
Hands in your pockets and sun on your face | |
The warm love of God coursing through you | |
Home again | |
Home again | |
Garden Grove | |
Garden Grove | |
I can remember when we were in high school | |
Our dreams were like fugitive warlords | |
Plotting triumphant returns to the city | |
Keeping Tec9' s tucked under the floorboards | |
Now we are practical men of the world | |
We tether our dreams to the turf | |
And cruise down these alleys for honey to feed them | |
Jellyfish riding the surf | |
Shoving our heads straight into the guts of the stove | |
Home again | |
Garden Grove | |
Garden Grove |
zuò cí : Darnielle | |
Wipe down the windshields and roll down the windows | |
Let' s go where the jackals are breeding | |
Wrap this bandanna around your head | |
Don' t let anyone see that you' re bleeding | |
Fire up the scanner and keep your eyes on it | |
Don' t speak unless someone speaks to you | |
Hands in your pockets and sun on your face | |
The warm love of God coursing through you | |
Home again | |
Home again | |
Garden Grove | |
Garden Grove | |
I can remember when we were in high school | |
Our dreams were like fugitive warlords | |
Plotting triumphant returns to the city | |
Keeping Tec9' s tucked under the floorboards | |
Now we are practical men of the world | |
We tether our dreams to the turf | |
And cruise down these alleys for honey to feed them | |
Jellyfish riding the surf | |
Shoving our heads straight into the guts of the stove | |
Home again | |
Garden Grove | |
Garden Grove |