Scrap

	作词 : Gurewitz, Sparks
	I met a skinhead named
	ScrapHe lived in my friend’s garage
	Everyday he’s shaking that spray paint can
	And comes out seeing stars
	Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
	Until your mind starts to gel'
	Cause the ball in the can has a crazy beat
	The funky dying brain cell
	So he met some
	Christian’s from hell
	Who said, "Let’s go to Vegas, man"
	So he packed up his leather and his red beret
	Into that big, bad
	Christian van
	Use revival meetings like an oxygen tent
	Till your mind starts to gel'
	Cause the preacher thumps the
	BibleWith a crazy beat, the funky dying brain cell
	Well, he came back to the garage
	But the garage, it wasn’t there
	And he dug metallic gold more than
	Luke and John
	Now he’s growing his hair
	Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
	Until your mind starts to gel'
	Cause the ball in the can
	Has a crazy beat, the funky dying brain cell

	zuò cí : Gurewitz, Sparks
	I met a skinhead named
	ScrapHe lived in my friend' s garage
	Everyday he' s shaking that spray paint can
	And comes out seeing stars
	Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
	Until your mind starts to gel'
	Cause the ball in the can has a crazy beat
	The funky dying brain cell
	So he met some
	Christian' s from hell
	Who said, " Let' s go to Vegas, man"
	So he packed up his leather and his red beret
	Into that big, bad
	Christian van
	Use revival meetings like an oxygen tent
	Till your mind starts to gel'
	Cause the preacher thumps the
	BibleWith a crazy beat, the funky dying brain cell
	Well, he came back to the garage
	But the garage, it wasn' t there
	And he dug metallic gold more than
	Luke and John
	Now he' s growing his hair
	Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
	Until your mind starts to gel'
	Cause the ball in the can
	Has a crazy beat, the funky dying brain cell