One More for Saint Michael Lyrics
| Song | One More for Saint Michael |
| Artist | Game Theory |
| Album | Lolita Nation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Miller | |
| Michael you | |
| Don't know the half of a mess | |
| Getting made | |
| Down at your favorite address | |
| Pretty seraphs | |
| Cutting holes in us all | |
| Checking stains in the stalls | |
| Getting season box seats for the fall | |
| With their challenge | |
| To the too weak to fight | |
| Leave them shaking | |
| With their faces drained white | |
| Shooting red glare | |
| In the dawn's early light | |
| Knocking doors in the night | |
| Flush them out, they'll get picked off in flight | |
| Angel gel it awhile | |
| And take some appropriate notice | |
| Before all the numbers are in | |
| Saint Michael you don't need one more win | |
| Who's that little pile of smiles? | |
| Get away thank you I don't need a tax audit | |
| I haven't made one ha-ha-half dollar all year | |
| I'm a man in the clear | |
| Who does not need company here | |
| Must be old heathen Ed | |
| In a rail stop gin bag rain tarp | |
| Nobody bother me spree | |
| Comic relief pee sprays down his knee | |
| I know kids about three | |
| More goddamn impressive than me | |
| Boards and tin and empties of gin | |
| And god only knows how many holes he's been in | |
| Saint Michael you don't need one more win | |
| Tell 'em Jim, tell 'em Jim... | |
| Captain Jim throws the prime directive out | |
| For the umpteenth time | |
| It's habit for him now | |
| Reeling wild from the stern to the bow | |
| With T'Pring and T'Pau | |
| I know why they call a starship 'she' now | |
| Volunteers the man needs volunteers | |
| It's a special mission for a special deputy | |
| Up jump an eager pup saying | |
| Put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in | |
| Put in a good word for me | |
| Oh no master my teeth aren't to chatter | |
| That's just them dry bone crack down | |
| Right down under the skin | |
| Saint Michael you don't need one more win |
| zuo ci : Miller | |
| Michael you | |
| Don' t know the half of a mess | |
| Getting made | |
| Down at your favorite address | |
| Pretty seraphs | |
| Cutting holes in us all | |
| Checking stains in the stalls | |
| Getting season box seats for the fall | |
| With their challenge | |
| To the too weak to fight | |
| Leave them shaking | |
| With their faces drained white | |
| Shooting red glare | |
| In the dawn' s early light | |
| Knocking doors in the night | |
| Flush them out, they' ll get picked off in flight | |
| Angel gel it awhile | |
| And take some appropriate notice | |
| Before all the numbers are in | |
| Saint Michael you don' t need one more win | |
| Who' s that little pile of smiles? | |
| Get away thank you I don' t need a tax audit | |
| I haven' t made one hahahalf dollar all year | |
| I' m a man in the clear | |
| Who does not need company here | |
| Must be old heathen Ed | |
| In a rail stop gin bag rain tarp | |
| Nobody bother me spree | |
| Comic relief pee sprays down his knee | |
| I know kids about three | |
| More goddamn impressive than me | |
| Boards and tin and empties of gin | |
| And god only knows how many holes he' s been in | |
| Saint Michael you don' t need one more win | |
| Tell ' em Jim, tell ' em Jim... | |
| Captain Jim throws the prime directive out | |
| For the umpteenth time | |
| It' s habit for him now | |
| Reeling wild from the stern to the bow | |
| With T' Pring and T' Pau | |
| I know why they call a starship ' she' now | |
| Volunteers the man needs volunteers | |
| It' s a special mission for a special deputy | |
| Up jump an eager pup saying | |
| Put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in | |
| Put in a good word for me | |
| Oh no master my teeth aren' t to chatter | |
| That' s just them dry bone crack down | |
| Right down under the skin | |
| Saint Michael you don' t need one more win |
| zuò cí : Miller | |
| Michael you | |
| Don' t know the half of a mess | |
| Getting made | |
| Down at your favorite address | |
| Pretty seraphs | |
| Cutting holes in us all | |
| Checking stains in the stalls | |
| Getting season box seats for the fall | |
| With their challenge | |
| To the too weak to fight | |
| Leave them shaking | |
| With their faces drained white | |
| Shooting red glare | |
| In the dawn' s early light | |
| Knocking doors in the night | |
| Flush them out, they' ll get picked off in flight | |
| Angel gel it awhile | |
| And take some appropriate notice | |
| Before all the numbers are in | |
| Saint Michael you don' t need one more win | |
| Who' s that little pile of smiles? | |
| Get away thank you I don' t need a tax audit | |
| I haven' t made one hahahalf dollar all year | |
| I' m a man in the clear | |
| Who does not need company here | |
| Must be old heathen Ed | |
| In a rail stop gin bag rain tarp | |
| Nobody bother me spree | |
| Comic relief pee sprays down his knee | |
| I know kids about three | |
| More goddamn impressive than me | |
| Boards and tin and empties of gin | |
| And god only knows how many holes he' s been in | |
| Saint Michael you don' t need one more win | |
| Tell ' em Jim, tell ' em Jim... | |
| Captain Jim throws the prime directive out | |
| For the umpteenth time | |
| It' s habit for him now | |
| Reeling wild from the stern to the bow | |
| With T' Pring and T' Pau | |
| I know why they call a starship ' she' now | |
| Volunteers the man needs volunteers | |
| It' s a special mission for a special deputy | |
| Up jump an eager pup saying | |
| Put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in put in | |
| Put in a good word for me | |
| Oh no master my teeth aren' t to chatter | |
| That' s just them dry bone crack down | |
| Right down under the skin | |
| Saint Michael you don' t need one more win |
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