Song | Looking For Strange - All Strung Up Mix |
Artist | KMFDM |
Album | Brimborium |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cifarelli, Hodgson ... | |
Jetlag limbo, can't decide | |
Like molten rock I turn to stone | |
Take me outside myself | |
Do it nice and slow | |
Somewhere beyond the great unknown | |
Down here in the underbelly | |
No words are used to speak at all | |
The mind goes somewhere | |
Comatose from lack of sleep | |
Will I ever learn to talk? | |
Echoes scream without a sound | |
Mirror pond reflects no face | |
Shellshock, avalanche | |
Dialed out, can't be reached | |
No failsafe, panic at close range | |
Girls and boys | |
Guns and noise | |
Beat by beat | |
Be the best that you can be | |
Best to your ability | |
Your future's bright and ours to take | |
Do exactly as we say | |
Step right up, sign right here | |
Your name in blood, have no fear | |
Get ready set, all systems go | |
(Go on give it to me) | |
Good life, Godlike | |
Wanna see it from the inside | |
Bound down, gun shy | |
(Freefall, swan dive) | |
Looking for strange | |
Go on, give it to me | |
Don't stop, let me feel it | |
Looking for strange | |
Faster, harder, more | |
Last chance, no return | |
Looking for strange |
zuo ci : Cifarelli, Hodgson ... | |
Jetlag limbo, can' t decide | |
Like molten rock I turn to stone | |
Take me outside myself | |
Do it nice and slow | |
Somewhere beyond the great unknown | |
Down here in the underbelly | |
No words are used to speak at all | |
The mind goes somewhere | |
Comatose from lack of sleep | |
Will I ever learn to talk? | |
Echoes scream without a sound | |
Mirror pond reflects no face | |
Shellshock, avalanche | |
Dialed out, can' t be reached | |
No failsafe, panic at close range | |
Girls and boys | |
Guns and noise | |
Beat by beat | |
Be the best that you can be | |
Best to your ability | |
Your future' s bright and ours to take | |
Do exactly as we say | |
Step right up, sign right here | |
Your name in blood, have no fear | |
Get ready set, all systems go | |
Go on give it to me | |
Good life, Godlike | |
Wanna see it from the inside | |
Bound down, gun shy | |
Freefall, swan dive | |
Looking for strange | |
Go on, give it to me | |
Don' t stop, let me feel it | |
Looking for strange | |
Faster, harder, more | |
Last chance, no return | |
Looking for strange |
zuò cí : Cifarelli, Hodgson ... | |
Jetlag limbo, can' t decide | |
Like molten rock I turn to stone | |
Take me outside myself | |
Do it nice and slow | |
Somewhere beyond the great unknown | |
Down here in the underbelly | |
No words are used to speak at all | |
The mind goes somewhere | |
Comatose from lack of sleep | |
Will I ever learn to talk? | |
Echoes scream without a sound | |
Mirror pond reflects no face | |
Shellshock, avalanche | |
Dialed out, can' t be reached | |
No failsafe, panic at close range | |
Girls and boys | |
Guns and noise | |
Beat by beat | |
Be the best that you can be | |
Best to your ability | |
Your future' s bright and ours to take | |
Do exactly as we say | |
Step right up, sign right here | |
Your name in blood, have no fear | |
Get ready set, all systems go | |
Go on give it to me | |
Good life, Godlike | |
Wanna see it from the inside | |
Bound down, gun shy | |
Freefall, swan dive | |
Looking for strange | |
Go on, give it to me | |
Don' t stop, let me feel it | |
Looking for strange | |
Faster, harder, more | |
Last chance, no return | |
Looking for strange |