作词 : Rogers, You Am I | |
Never wanted more | |
From my local store | |
A chance to be by myself | |
Be on the right side of the shelf | |
But for every drink I serve | |
Sure wish I had callous nerve | |
Cause for every sandwich I know | |
There's a sack of shit to be dosed | |
Wash my hands in shame | |
4000 times a day | |
And when I make it on home | |
There's a smell that always stays | |
I know the regulars well | |
From every stale grill I sell | |
From bainmaries to cold tea | |
I'm the service that you need | |
There's a poison in my drink | |
It's gonna take each good thought I could think | |
There's a poison I know | |
Wash my hands in shame | |
4000 times a day | |
For while I service your greed | |
I'm just dying to be clean |
zuo ci : Rogers, You Am I | |
Never wanted more | |
From my local store | |
A chance to be by myself | |
Be on the right side of the shelf | |
But for every drink I serve | |
Sure wish I had callous nerve | |
Cause for every sandwich I know | |
There' s a sack of shit to be dosed | |
Wash my hands in shame | |
4000 times a day | |
And when I make it on home | |
There' s a smell that always stays | |
I know the regulars well | |
From every stale grill I sell | |
From bainmaries to cold tea | |
I' m the service that you need | |
There' s a poison in my drink | |
It' s gonna take each good thought I could think | |
There' s a poison I know | |
Wash my hands in shame | |
4000 times a day | |
For while I service your greed | |
I' m just dying to be clean |
zuò cí : Rogers, You Am I | |
Never wanted more | |
From my local store | |
A chance to be by myself | |
Be on the right side of the shelf | |
But for every drink I serve | |
Sure wish I had callous nerve | |
Cause for every sandwich I know | |
There' s a sack of shit to be dosed | |
Wash my hands in shame | |
4000 times a day | |
And when I make it on home | |
There' s a smell that always stays | |
I know the regulars well | |
From every stale grill I sell | |
From bainmaries to cold tea | |
I' m the service that you need | |
There' s a poison in my drink | |
It' s gonna take each good thought I could think | |
There' s a poison I know | |
Wash my hands in shame | |
4000 times a day | |
For while I service your greed | |
I' m just dying to be clean |