Song | Raise The Roof |
Artist | Peter Cincotti |
Album | On The Moon |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lippa | |
Lock the door and stop complaining | |
Gather 'round and listen well | |
From now on we're entertaining | |
How to hotten up this hell. | |
Hold the mood and hold the chatter | |
Skip the food and stop the clatter | |
Can't you hear that pitter-patter? | |
We're not here to eat. | |
We came for the heat! | |
Let's raise the roof | |
Let's make a scene | |
Let's hop the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let's call the shots | |
Let's roll the dice | |
Take my advice | |
It always pays | |
To raise the roof! | |
Crush the ice and shake forever | |
Tell the evening where to go | |
And if you need a new endeavor | |
I can teach you what | |
I know Grab your partner by the collar | |
Bribe the barman with a dollar | |
Just ignite that mighty holler | |
Lead me to the trough | |
Till the light goes off! | |
Let's raise the roof | |
Let's make a scene | |
Let's hop the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let's call the shots | |
Let's roll the dice | |
Take my advice | |
It always pays to raise the roof! | |
Cut the strings and set the table | |
Gather roses on your way | |
Welcome to our | |
Tower of Babel | |
Learn the language, come what may. | |
Spare me how the wind is blowing | |
If you keep the whiskey flowing | |
You can reap what you've been sowing | |
If you walk the plank | |
You've got me to thank | |
Let's raise the roof | |
Let's make a scene | |
Let's hope the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let's call the shots | |
Let's roll the dice | |
The time for playing nice has run | |
Before the big hand hits the one | |
We've got to do what must be done | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof |
zuo qu : Lippa | |
Lock the door and stop complaining | |
Gather ' round and listen well | |
From now on we' re entertaining | |
How to hotten up this hell. | |
Hold the mood and hold the chatter | |
Skip the food and stop the clatter | |
Can' t you hear that pitterpatter? | |
We' re not here to eat. | |
We came for the heat! | |
Let' s raise the roof | |
Let' s make a scene | |
Let' s hop the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let' s call the shots | |
Let' s roll the dice | |
Take my advice | |
It always pays | |
To raise the roof! | |
Crush the ice and shake forever | |
Tell the evening where to go | |
And if you need a new endeavor | |
I can teach you what | |
I know Grab your partner by the collar | |
Bribe the barman with a dollar | |
Just ignite that mighty holler | |
Lead me to the trough | |
Till the light goes off! | |
Let' s raise the roof | |
Let' s make a scene | |
Let' s hop the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let' s call the shots | |
Let' s roll the dice | |
Take my advice | |
It always pays to raise the roof! | |
Cut the strings and set the table | |
Gather roses on your way | |
Welcome to our | |
Tower of Babel | |
Learn the language, come what may. | |
Spare me how the wind is blowing | |
If you keep the whiskey flowing | |
You can reap what you' ve been sowing | |
If you walk the plank | |
You' ve got me to thank | |
Let' s raise the roof | |
Let' s make a scene | |
Let' s hope the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let' s call the shots | |
Let' s roll the dice | |
The time for playing nice has run | |
Before the big hand hits the one | |
We' ve got to do what must be done | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof |
zuò qǔ : Lippa | |
Lock the door and stop complaining | |
Gather ' round and listen well | |
From now on we' re entertaining | |
How to hotten up this hell. | |
Hold the mood and hold the chatter | |
Skip the food and stop the clatter | |
Can' t you hear that pitterpatter? | |
We' re not here to eat. | |
We came for the heat! | |
Let' s raise the roof | |
Let' s make a scene | |
Let' s hop the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let' s call the shots | |
Let' s roll the dice | |
Take my advice | |
It always pays | |
To raise the roof! | |
Crush the ice and shake forever | |
Tell the evening where to go | |
And if you need a new endeavor | |
I can teach you what | |
I know Grab your partner by the collar | |
Bribe the barman with a dollar | |
Just ignite that mighty holler | |
Lead me to the trough | |
Till the light goes off! | |
Let' s raise the roof | |
Let' s make a scene | |
Let' s hop the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let' s call the shots | |
Let' s roll the dice | |
Take my advice | |
It always pays to raise the roof! | |
Cut the strings and set the table | |
Gather roses on your way | |
Welcome to our | |
Tower of Babel | |
Learn the language, come what may. | |
Spare me how the wind is blowing | |
If you keep the whiskey flowing | |
You can reap what you' ve been sowing | |
If you walk the plank | |
You' ve got me to thank | |
Let' s raise the roof | |
Let' s make a scene | |
Let' s hope the gods of love | |
Will shine above | |
And show the way. | |
Let' s call the shots | |
Let' s roll the dice | |
The time for playing nice has run | |
Before the big hand hits the one | |
We' ve got to do what must be done | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof | |
Raise the roof |