Song | (Right On) Thru |
Artist | L7 |
Album | Smell The Magic |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Finch | |
Well I hate the rain when | |
I drive Right on thru | |
Cause the windows are broken on my 455 | |
Right on thru | |
It don't rain much but when it do | |
That dirty old rain comes right on thru | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you! | |
I had some pigeons livin on my ledge | |
Right on thru | |
Dirty winged rats living on the edge | |
Right on thru | |
I give em a shot too | |
Right on thru | |
The pigeon shit seeps right on thru | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you | |
Well you built your house made out of lead | |
Right on thru | |
It keeps out those things that you dread | |
Right on thru | |
It don't matter where you hide | |
Right on thru | |
Because reality always crashes inside | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you |
zuo ci : Finch | |
Well I hate the rain when | |
I drive Right on thru | |
Cause the windows are broken on my 455 | |
Right on thru | |
It don' t rain much but when it do | |
That dirty old rain comes right on thru | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you! | |
I had some pigeons livin on my ledge | |
Right on thru | |
Dirty winged rats living on the edge | |
Right on thru | |
I give em a shot too | |
Right on thru | |
The pigeon shit seeps right on thru | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you | |
Well you built your house made out of lead | |
Right on thru | |
It keeps out those things that you dread | |
Right on thru | |
It don' t matter where you hide | |
Right on thru | |
Because reality always crashes inside | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you |
zuò cí : Finch | |
Well I hate the rain when | |
I drive Right on thru | |
Cause the windows are broken on my 455 | |
Right on thru | |
It don' t rain much but when it do | |
That dirty old rain comes right on thru | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you! | |
I had some pigeons livin on my ledge | |
Right on thru | |
Dirty winged rats living on the edge | |
Right on thru | |
I give em a shot too | |
Right on thru | |
The pigeon shit seeps right on thru | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you | |
Well you built your house made out of lead | |
Right on thru | |
It keeps out those things that you dread | |
Right on thru | |
It don' t matter where you hide | |
Right on thru | |
Because reality always crashes inside | |
Right on thru | |
Through to you |