| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : David, Dugan, Miller, Wener |
| [00:25.770] | slap me Jack,we sat down in the back of the class |
| [00:28.619] | to seize knowledge we don't need, |
| [00:30.170] | I forgot my late pass |
| [00:31.478] | but I'm early to a rival beatbox,you got raps? |
| [00:34.232] | meet me on the football field,don't sleep on field,the quarterback |
| [00:37.37] | no one clapped when we locked in,it was removal of our class |
| [00:40.339] | but my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks |
| [00:43.239] | my tool for inspiration turned into a handicap |
| [00:45.692] | no matter how I tried,I just couldn't fill the gaps |
| [00:49.95] | those whipper snappers,they got trapped old chap |
| [00:52.50] | they lost the way,they never had the right map |
| [00:54.901] | needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back |
| [00:58.53] | so I packed for the saddle dreamed big I wouldn't settle |
| [01:00.557] | put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals |
| [01:03.759] | I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels |
| [01:06.468] | roaming through the high land,young bucks invincible |
| [01:09.608] | echoes in my brain.if kids report to the principle |
| [01:12.460] | substance dulls the mind |
| [01:15.160] | traife wine clouds the heart |
| [01:18.111] | you can't sew a stitch with one hand |
| [01:21.115] | While you're taking it apart |
| [01:23.965] | bright lights might look nice |
| [01:26.865] | but they sure won't make you sharp |
| [01:29.720] | you can't sew a stitch with one hand |
| [01:32.871] | While you're taking it apart |
| [01:35.771] | yeah,misty morning and my mum's a mess |
| [01:38.127] | to make matters worse dog my pops is stressed |
| [01:41.229] | life is a test,make the grade or catch an F |
| [01:43.631] | now death is all that's left to ponder |
| [01:45.482] | I wander off hoping to catch my breath |
| [01:47.692] | and hold it,mold my memories from untold scripts |
| [01:49.894] | and roll up in a tornado twist,now I'm certain |
| [01:53.594] | there's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth |
| [01:56.45] | seasons change in white plains,but we remain alert |
| [01:58.599] | when new school years appear,fools fear for a failure |
| [02:01.602] | and crawl away in tears |
| [02:02.953] | I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach |
| [02:05.353] | we walk the halls with a grimace |
| [02:07.655] | yeah they gossip in groups |
| [02:09.59] | I try to mind my business and tell the truth |
| [02:11.212] | for instance,I listen,see it all with basketball court vision |
| [02:14.264] | ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction |
| [02:16.567] | we lean back in the calmest position |
| [02:18.617] | and embrace the honesty found within our tension |
| [02:22.370] | what's good? |
| [02:23.371] | substance dulls the mind |
| [02:25.470] | traife wine clouds the heart |
| [02:28.273] | you can't sew a stitch with one hand |
| [02:31.225] | While you're taking it apart |
| [02:34.125] | bright lights make you blind |
| [02:37.277] | but they sure don't leave you sharp |
| [02:39.829] | you can't sew a stitch with one hand |
| [02:42.882] | While you're taking it apart |
| [02:52.825] | trapped in the elevator of your mind |
| [02:57.928] | is it real,what will you find behind the door |
| [03:06.633] | your imaginations put you in a bind |
| [03:12.84] | around you there's a cloud of gloom |
| [03:15.991] | swallow the key,lock yourself in a room |
| [03:18.842] | can't see outside of your Universe |
| [03:21.393] | no more war,there won't be anymore hunger |
| [03:24.944] | no jealousy,not even competition |
| [03:27.494] | let go,release,you hold the keys |
| [03:30.346] | time we evaporate into the breeze |
| [03:33.149] | we are nothing,we are something |
| [03:35.750] | let go,release,you hold the keys |
| [03:38.850] | it's time we evaporate into the breeze |
| [03:41.704] | we are nothing,we'll be something |
| [03:44.705] | welcome to the desert of my soul |
| [03:47.558] | you can stay if you like |
| [03:49.309] | there's room for one more |
| [03:50.809] | there's room for one more |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : David, Dugan, Miller, Wener |
| [00:25.770] | slap me Jack, we sat down in the back of the class |
| [00:28.619] | to seize knowledge we don' t need, |
| [00:30.170] | I forgot my late pass |
| [00:31.478] | but I' m early to a rival beatbox, you got raps? |
| [00:34.232] | meet me on the football field, don' t sleep on field, the quarterback |
| [00:37.37] | no one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class |
| [00:40.339] | but my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks |
| [00:43.239] | my tool for inspiration turned into a handicap |
| [00:45.692] | no matter how I tried, I just couldn' t fill the gaps |
| [00:49.95] | those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap |
| [00:52.50] | they lost the way, they never had the right map |
| [00:54.901] | needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back |
| [00:58.53] | so I packed for the saddle dreamed big I wouldn' t settle |
| [01:00.557] | put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals |
| [01:03.759] | I' ll never forget running through the hall with all y' all rebels |
| [01:06.468] | roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible |
| [01:09.608] | echoes in my brain. if kids report to the principle |
| [01:12.460] | substance dulls the mind |
| [01:15.160] | traife wine clouds the heart |
| [01:18.111] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [01:21.115] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [01:23.965] | bright lights might look nice |
| [01:26.865] | but they sure won' t make you sharp |
| [01:29.720] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [01:32.871] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [01:35.771] | yeah, misty morning and my mum' s a mess |
| [01:38.127] | to make matters worse dog my pops is stressed |
| [01:41.229] | life is a test, make the grade or catch an F |
| [01:43.631] | now death is all that' s left to ponder |
| [01:45.482] | I wander off hoping to catch my breath |
| [01:47.692] | and hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts |
| [01:49.894] | and roll up in a tornado twist, now I' m certain |
| [01:53.594] | there' s a pertinent reason I' m on this earth |
| [01:56.45] | seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert |
| [01:58.599] | when new school years appear, fools fear for a failure |
| [02:01.602] | and crawl away in tears |
| [02:02.953] | I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach |
| [02:05.353] | we walk the halls with a grimace |
| [02:07.655] | yeah they gossip in groups |
| [02:09.59] | I try to mind my business and tell the truth |
| [02:11.212] | for instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision |
| [02:14.264] | ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction |
| [02:16.567] | we lean back in the calmest position |
| [02:18.617] | and embrace the honesty found within our tension |
| [02:22.370] | what' s good? |
| [02:23.371] | substance dulls the mind |
| [02:25.470] | traife wine clouds the heart |
| [02:28.273] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [02:31.225] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [02:34.125] | bright lights make you blind |
| [02:37.277] | but they sure don' t leave you sharp |
| [02:39.829] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [02:42.882] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [02:52.825] | trapped in the elevator of your mind |
| [02:57.928] | is it real, what will you find behind the door |
| [03:06.633] | your imaginations put you in a bind |
| [03:12.84] | around you there' s a cloud of gloom |
| [03:15.991] | swallow the key, lock yourself in a room |
| [03:18.842] | can' t see outside of your Universe |
| [03:21.393] | no more war, there won' t be anymore hunger |
| [03:24.944] | no jealousy, not even competition |
| [03:27.494] | let go, release, you hold the keys |
| [03:30.346] | time we evaporate into the breeze |
| [03:33.149] | we are nothing, we are something |
| [03:35.750] | let go, release, you hold the keys |
| [03:38.850] | it' s time we evaporate into the breeze |
| [03:41.704] | we are nothing, we' ll be something |
| [03:44.705] | welcome to the desert of my soul |
| [03:47.558] | you can stay if you like |
| [03:49.309] | there' s room for one more |
| [03:50.809] | there' s room for one more |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : David, Dugan, Miller, Wener |
| [00:25.770] | slap me Jack, we sat down in the back of the class |
| [00:28.619] | to seize knowledge we don' t need, |
| [00:30.170] | I forgot my late pass |
| [00:31.478] | but I' m early to a rival beatbox, you got raps? |
| [00:34.232] | meet me on the football field, don' t sleep on field, the quarterback |
| [00:37.37] | no one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class |
| [00:40.339] | but my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks |
| [00:43.239] | my tool for inspiration turned into a handicap |
| [00:45.692] | no matter how I tried, I just couldn' t fill the gaps |
| [00:49.95] | those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap |
| [00:52.50] | they lost the way, they never had the right map |
| [00:54.901] | needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back |
| [00:58.53] | so I packed for the saddle dreamed big I wouldn' t settle |
| [01:00.557] | put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals |
| [01:03.759] | I' ll never forget running through the hall with all y' all rebels |
| [01:06.468] | roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible |
| [01:09.608] | echoes in my brain. if kids report to the principle |
| [01:12.460] | substance dulls the mind |
| [01:15.160] | traife wine clouds the heart |
| [01:18.111] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [01:21.115] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [01:23.965] | bright lights might look nice |
| [01:26.865] | but they sure won' t make you sharp |
| [01:29.720] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [01:32.871] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [01:35.771] | yeah, misty morning and my mum' s a mess |
| [01:38.127] | to make matters worse dog my pops is stressed |
| [01:41.229] | life is a test, make the grade or catch an F |
| [01:43.631] | now death is all that' s left to ponder |
| [01:45.482] | I wander off hoping to catch my breath |
| [01:47.692] | and hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts |
| [01:49.894] | and roll up in a tornado twist, now I' m certain |
| [01:53.594] | there' s a pertinent reason I' m on this earth |
| [01:56.45] | seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert |
| [01:58.599] | when new school years appear, fools fear for a failure |
| [02:01.602] | and crawl away in tears |
| [02:02.953] | I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach |
| [02:05.353] | we walk the halls with a grimace |
| [02:07.655] | yeah they gossip in groups |
| [02:09.59] | I try to mind my business and tell the truth |
| [02:11.212] | for instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision |
| [02:14.264] | ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction |
| [02:16.567] | we lean back in the calmest position |
| [02:18.617] | and embrace the honesty found within our tension |
| [02:22.370] | what' s good? |
| [02:23.371] | substance dulls the mind |
| [02:25.470] | traife wine clouds the heart |
| [02:28.273] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [02:31.225] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [02:34.125] | bright lights make you blind |
| [02:37.277] | but they sure don' t leave you sharp |
| [02:39.829] | you can' t sew a stitch with one hand |
| [02:42.882] | While you' re taking it apart |
| [02:52.825] | trapped in the elevator of your mind |
| [02:57.928] | is it real, what will you find behind the door |
| [03:06.633] | your imaginations put you in a bind |
| [03:12.84] | around you there' s a cloud of gloom |
| [03:15.991] | swallow the key, lock yourself in a room |
| [03:18.842] | can' t see outside of your Universe |
| [03:21.393] | no more war, there won' t be anymore hunger |
| [03:24.944] | no jealousy, not even competition |
| [03:27.494] | let go, release, you hold the keys |
| [03:30.346] | time we evaporate into the breeze |
| [03:33.149] | we are nothing, we are something |
| [03:35.750] | let go, release, you hold the keys |
| [03:38.850] | it' s time we evaporate into the breeze |
| [03:41.704] | we are nothing, we' ll be something |
| [03:44.705] | welcome to the desert of my soul |
| [03:47.558] | you can stay if you like |
| [03:49.309] | there' s room for one more |
| [03:50.809] | there' s room for one more |
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