Song | A Dead Song |
Artist | The Birthday Party |
Album | Prayers On Fire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cave, Lane | |
This is true oh! this is true it's true | |
Mister forever said nothing said | |
I can sing | |
Hit it! make it a dead one | |
With words like with words like | |
Blood and soldier and mother | |
O.k. o.k. | |
I want to i wanna sleep before the end | |
Which is most impolite | |
Hit it! make it a dead one | |
If nothing crops up | |
I'll give you a ring | |
You can sing the end | |
O.k. o.k. | |
Then i could get | |
All the little animals out of my room | |
Hit it! with a broom with a broom! | |
O.k. o.k. o.k. o.k. | |
Put them in a big white sack | |
No visitors came | |
Hit it! with words like... | |
Like hit it! like hit it! oh! yea... | |
Yea hit it... like like | |
Thou thou shalt not um like | |
Thou shalt not this is the end this | |
This really is the living end | |
This really is the living end | |
Like really this is the end and it's still living |
zuo ci : Cave, Lane | |
This is true oh! this is true it' s true | |
Mister forever said nothing said | |
I can sing | |
Hit it! make it a dead one | |
With words like with words like | |
Blood and soldier and mother | |
O. k. o. k. | |
I want to i wanna sleep before the end | |
Which is most impolite | |
Hit it! make it a dead one | |
If nothing crops up | |
I' ll give you a ring | |
You can sing the end | |
O. k. o. k. | |
Then i could get | |
All the little animals out of my room | |
Hit it! with a broom with a broom! | |
O. k. o. k. o. k. o. k. | |
Put them in a big white sack | |
No visitors came | |
Hit it! with words like... | |
Like hit it! like hit it! oh! yea... | |
Yea hit it... like like | |
Thou thou shalt not um like | |
Thou shalt not this is the end this | |
This really is the living end | |
This really is the living end | |
Like really this is the end and it' s still living |
zuò cí : Cave, Lane | |
This is true oh! this is true it' s true | |
Mister forever said nothing said | |
I can sing | |
Hit it! make it a dead one | |
With words like with words like | |
Blood and soldier and mother | |
O. k. o. k. | |
I want to i wanna sleep before the end | |
Which is most impolite | |
Hit it! make it a dead one | |
If nothing crops up | |
I' ll give you a ring | |
You can sing the end | |
O. k. o. k. | |
Then i could get | |
All the little animals out of my room | |
Hit it! with a broom with a broom! | |
O. k. o. k. o. k. o. k. | |
Put them in a big white sack | |
No visitors came | |
Hit it! with words like... | |
Like hit it! like hit it! oh! yea... | |
Yea hit it... like like | |
Thou thou shalt not um like | |
Thou shalt not this is the end this | |
This really is the living end | |
This really is the living end | |
Like really this is the end and it' s still living |