Song | Bat Chain Puller |
Artist | Captain Beefheart |
Album | Shiny Beast (Bat Chain Puller) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : VanVliet |
[00:14.46] | Bat chain |
[00:16.76] | Puller |
[00:18.46] | Bat chain puller |
[00:20.71] | Puller, puller |
[00:42.00] | |
[00:55.45] | A chain with yellow lights |
[00:58.40] | That glistens like oil beads |
[01:04.76] | On its slick smooth trunk |
[01:06.56] | That trails behind on tracks, and thumps |
[01:20.27] | A wing hangs limp and retreats |
[01:26.83] | Bat chain puller |
[01:28.98] | Puller puller |
[01:32.33] | Bulbs shoot from its snoot |
[01:35.78] | And vanish into darkness |
[01:42.64] | It whistles like a root snatched from dry earth |
[01:48.07] | Sodbustin’ rakes with grey dust claws |
[01:52.85] | Announces its coming in the morning |
[01:55.76] | This train with grey tubes |
[02:00.76] | That houses people’s very thoughts and belongings. |
[02:03.11] | |
[02:31.30] | Bat chain puller |
[02:33.05] | Puller puller |
[02:35.65] | |
[02:39.51] | This train with grey tubes that houses people’s thoughts, |
[02:46.25] | Their very remains and belongings. |
[02:51.80] | A grey cloth patch |
[02:54.45] | Caught with four threads |
[02:56.60] | In the hollow wind of its stacks |
[03:00.91] | Ripples felt fades and grey sparks clacks, |
[03:04.96] | |
[03:05.98] | Lunging the cushioned thickets. |
[03:18.83] | Pumpkins span the hills |
[03:21.43] | With orange crayola patches. |
[03:31.39] | Green inflated trees |
[03:34.60] | Balloon up into marshmallow soot |
[03:38.32] | That walks away in forty circles, |
[03:41.52] | Caught in grey blisters |
[03:47.18] | With twinkling lights and green sashes |
[03:53.21] | Uuh |
[03:59.62] | Pulled by rubber dolphins with gold yawning mouths |
[04:02.97] | |
[04:04.55] | That blister and break in agony |
[04:09.51] | In souls of rust |
[04:11.96] | They kill gold sawdust into dust. |
[04:19.18] | Bat chain puller, |
[04:21.73] | Puller puller |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : VanVliet |
[00:14.46] | Bat chain |
[00:16.76] | Puller |
[00:18.46] | Bat chain puller |
[00:20.71] | Puller, puller |
[00:42.00] | |
[00:55.45] | A chain with yellow lights |
[00:58.40] | That glistens like oil beads |
[01:04.76] | On its slick smooth trunk |
[01:06.56] | That trails behind on tracks, and thumps |
[01:20.27] | A wing hangs limp and retreats |
[01:26.83] | Bat chain puller |
[01:28.98] | Puller puller |
[01:32.33] | Bulbs shoot from its snoot |
[01:35.78] | And vanish into darkness |
[01:42.64] | It whistles like a root snatched from dry earth |
[01:48.07] | Sodbustin' rakes with grey dust claws |
[01:52.85] | Announces its coming in the morning |
[01:55.76] | This train with grey tubes |
[02:00.76] | That houses people' s very thoughts and belongings. |
[02:03.11] | |
[02:31.30] | Bat chain puller |
[02:33.05] | Puller puller |
[02:35.65] | |
[02:39.51] | This train with grey tubes that houses people' s thoughts, |
[02:46.25] | Their very remains and belongings. |
[02:51.80] | A grey cloth patch |
[02:54.45] | Caught with four threads |
[02:56.60] | In the hollow wind of its stacks |
[03:00.91] | Ripples felt fades and grey sparks clacks, |
[03:04.96] | |
[03:05.98] | Lunging the cushioned thickets. |
[03:18.83] | Pumpkins span the hills |
[03:21.43] | With orange crayola patches. |
[03:31.39] | Green inflated trees |
[03:34.60] | Balloon up into marshmallow soot |
[03:38.32] | That walks away in forty circles, |
[03:41.52] | Caught in grey blisters |
[03:47.18] | With twinkling lights and green sashes |
[03:53.21] | Uuh |
[03:59.62] | Pulled by rubber dolphins with gold yawning mouths |
[04:02.97] | |
[04:04.55] | That blister and break in agony |
[04:09.51] | In souls of rust |
[04:11.96] | They kill gold sawdust into dust. |
[04:19.18] | Bat chain puller, |
[04:21.73] | Puller puller |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : VanVliet |
[00:14.46] | Bat chain |
[00:16.76] | Puller |
[00:18.46] | Bat chain puller |
[00:20.71] | Puller, puller |
[00:42.00] | |
[00:55.45] | A chain with yellow lights |
[00:58.40] | That glistens like oil beads |
[01:04.76] | On its slick smooth trunk |
[01:06.56] | That trails behind on tracks, and thumps |
[01:20.27] | A wing hangs limp and retreats |
[01:26.83] | Bat chain puller |
[01:28.98] | Puller puller |
[01:32.33] | Bulbs shoot from its snoot |
[01:35.78] | And vanish into darkness |
[01:42.64] | It whistles like a root snatched from dry earth |
[01:48.07] | Sodbustin' rakes with grey dust claws |
[01:52.85] | Announces its coming in the morning |
[01:55.76] | This train with grey tubes |
[02:00.76] | That houses people' s very thoughts and belongings. |
[02:03.11] | |
[02:31.30] | Bat chain puller |
[02:33.05] | Puller puller |
[02:35.65] | |
[02:39.51] | This train with grey tubes that houses people' s thoughts, |
[02:46.25] | Their very remains and belongings. |
[02:51.80] | A grey cloth patch |
[02:54.45] | Caught with four threads |
[02:56.60] | In the hollow wind of its stacks |
[03:00.91] | Ripples felt fades and grey sparks clacks, |
[03:04.96] | |
[03:05.98] | Lunging the cushioned thickets. |
[03:18.83] | Pumpkins span the hills |
[03:21.43] | With orange crayola patches. |
[03:31.39] | Green inflated trees |
[03:34.60] | Balloon up into marshmallow soot |
[03:38.32] | That walks away in forty circles, |
[03:41.52] | Caught in grey blisters |
[03:47.18] | With twinkling lights and green sashes |
[03:53.21] | Uuh |
[03:59.62] | Pulled by rubber dolphins with gold yawning mouths |
[04:02.97] | |
[04:04.55] | That blister and break in agony |
[04:09.51] | In souls of rust |
[04:11.96] | They kill gold sawdust into dust. |
[04:19.18] | Bat chain puller, |
[04:21.73] | Puller puller |