Song | Flick |
Artist | Lambchop |
Album | Is a Woman |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Wagner |
[00:19.85] | I can flick a cigarette butt |
[00:27.03] | Further and with more accuracy |
[00:44.00] | Lots of practice, i guess |
[00:50.94] | Someday we will all be editors |
[01:08.40] | That jumps around from person to person |
[01:11.65] | And bites you on the ass |
[01:15.14] | A certain static is required |
[01:18.13] | The albino butterfly |
[01:21.88] | Thank you thank you very much |
[01:24.88] | Little spiders making little webs |
[01:28.69] | Nuts is what you have become |
[01:31.67] | Kind of fractured of the facts |
[01:39.61] | Dylan and drugs and the sweat bee |
[01:55.95] | Shake and stretch the stiffness out |
[02:12.80] | Exercise? Not right now |
[02:19.93] | Applauded for your idleness |
[02:37.08] | Connects to a power line |
[02:40.14] | That runs over my head |
[02:43.45] | In the cool wet morning air |
[02:46.57] | As we sit under a tree |
[02:50.31] | Thank you thank you very much |
[02:53.31] | Little spiders making little webs |
[02:57.11] | Nuts is what you have become |
[02:59.73] | Kind of fractured of the facts |
[03:16.99] | An upsidedown wire heart |
[03:23.85] | Being sucked into a periscope |
[03:41.01] | Still the mind is dull |
[03:48.38] | Like you need another excuse |
[04:05.41] | Your thoughts lift like a fog |
[04:08.16] | As the sun burns it away |
[04:11.71] | A soft ball and a stick |
[04:14.77] | And the imprint that it makes |
[04:18.51] | Like a chamber from a gun |
[04:21.14] | After the shooting's done |
[04:24.44] | This is what you have become |
[04:28.00] | Now make something out of it |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Wagner |
[00:19.85] | I can flick a cigarette butt |
[00:27.03] | Further and with more accuracy |
[00:44.00] | Lots of practice, i guess |
[00:50.94] | Someday we will all be editors |
[01:08.40] | That jumps around from person to person |
[01:11.65] | And bites you on the ass |
[01:15.14] | A certain static is required |
[01:18.13] | The albino butterfly |
[01:21.88] | Thank you thank you very much |
[01:24.88] | Little spiders making little webs |
[01:28.69] | Nuts is what you have become |
[01:31.67] | Kind of fractured of the facts |
[01:39.61] | Dylan and drugs and the sweat bee |
[01:55.95] | Shake and stretch the stiffness out |
[02:12.80] | Exercise? Not right now |
[02:19.93] | Applauded for your idleness |
[02:37.08] | Connects to a power line |
[02:40.14] | That runs over my head |
[02:43.45] | In the cool wet morning air |
[02:46.57] | As we sit under a tree |
[02:50.31] | Thank you thank you very much |
[02:53.31] | Little spiders making little webs |
[02:57.11] | Nuts is what you have become |
[02:59.73] | Kind of fractured of the facts |
[03:16.99] | An upsidedown wire heart |
[03:23.85] | Being sucked into a periscope |
[03:41.01] | Still the mind is dull |
[03:48.38] | Like you need another excuse |
[04:05.41] | Your thoughts lift like a fog |
[04:08.16] | As the sun burns it away |
[04:11.71] | A soft ball and a stick |
[04:14.77] | And the imprint that it makes |
[04:18.51] | Like a chamber from a gun |
[04:21.14] | After the shooting' s done |
[04:24.44] | This is what you have become |
[04:28.00] | Now make something out of it |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Wagner |
[00:19.85] | I can flick a cigarette butt |
[00:27.03] | Further and with more accuracy |
[00:44.00] | Lots of practice, i guess |
[00:50.94] | Someday we will all be editors |
[01:08.40] | That jumps around from person to person |
[01:11.65] | And bites you on the ass |
[01:15.14] | A certain static is required |
[01:18.13] | The albino butterfly |
[01:21.88] | Thank you thank you very much |
[01:24.88] | Little spiders making little webs |
[01:28.69] | Nuts is what you have become |
[01:31.67] | Kind of fractured of the facts |
[01:39.61] | Dylan and drugs and the sweat bee |
[01:55.95] | Shake and stretch the stiffness out |
[02:12.80] | Exercise? Not right now |
[02:19.93] | Applauded for your idleness |
[02:37.08] | Connects to a power line |
[02:40.14] | That runs over my head |
[02:43.45] | In the cool wet morning air |
[02:46.57] | As we sit under a tree |
[02:50.31] | Thank you thank you very much |
[02:53.31] | Little spiders making little webs |
[02:57.11] | Nuts is what you have become |
[02:59.73] | Kind of fractured of the facts |
[03:16.99] | An upsidedown wire heart |
[03:23.85] | Being sucked into a periscope |
[03:41.01] | Still the mind is dull |
[03:48.38] | Like you need another excuse |
[04:05.41] | Your thoughts lift like a fog |
[04:08.16] | As the sun burns it away |
[04:11.71] | A soft ball and a stick |
[04:14.77] | And the imprint that it makes |
[04:18.51] | Like a chamber from a gun |
[04:21.14] | After the shooting' s done |
[04:24.44] | This is what you have become |
[04:28.00] | Now make something out of it |