Song | Judge Roy |
Artist | You Am I |
Album | Dress Me Slowly |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Rogers | |
The train came behind him like a shot from a gun in yer sleep | |
And just for a second he forgot what to do with his feet | |
The photo creases dug in to his chest 'til they cut | |
And sweet | |
Lily Langtry whispered his name through the dust | |
So it's out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes | |
Champagne heels are gonna dig a golden hole in the dirt | |
So keep your guns in your jackets | |
I'm sending you out with a curse | |
Keeping the law from the | |
Pecos to the | |
Rio Grande | |
And sweet | |
Lily Langtry whispered his name through the sand | |
So it's out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes | |
He heard her name call | |
As the Texas wind blows | |
From ten thousand miles away | |
To the cactus that frames her face | |
So it's out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes |
zuo ci : Rogers | |
The train came behind him like a shot from a gun in yer sleep | |
And just for a second he forgot what to do with his feet | |
The photo creases dug in to his chest ' til they cut | |
And sweet | |
Lily Langtry whispered his name through the dust | |
So it' s out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Champagne heels are gonna dig a golden hole in the dirt | |
So keep your guns in your jackets | |
I' m sending you out with a curse | |
Keeping the law from the | |
Pecos to the | |
Rio Grande | |
And sweet | |
Lily Langtry whispered his name through the sand | |
So it' s out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
He heard her name call | |
As the Texas wind blows | |
From ten thousand miles away | |
To the cactus that frames her face | |
So it' s out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes |
zuò cí : Rogers | |
The train came behind him like a shot from a gun in yer sleep | |
And just for a second he forgot what to do with his feet | |
The photo creases dug in to his chest ' til they cut | |
And sweet | |
Lily Langtry whispered his name through the dust | |
So it' s out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Champagne heels are gonna dig a golden hole in the dirt | |
So keep your guns in your jackets | |
I' m sending you out with a curse | |
Keeping the law from the | |
Pecos to the | |
Rio Grande | |
And sweet | |
Lily Langtry whispered his name through the sand | |
So it' s out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
He heard her name call | |
As the Texas wind blows | |
From ten thousand miles away | |
To the cactus that frames her face | |
So it' s out with the older one and in with the new | |
Here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes | |
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else' s shoes |