Song | Such A Scream |
Artist | Tom Waits |
Album | Bone Machine |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Waits | |
Well Pale | |
Face saidTo the | |
Eyeball Kid | |
She just goes clank and boom and steam | |
A halo, wings, horns and a tail | |
Shoveling coal inside my dreams | |
There are no laws | |
She's made of cream | |
She's such a scream | |
Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement | |
A Donnie gal from mortal clay | |
The plow is red | |
THe well is full inside | |
The dollhouse of her skull | |
A cheetah coat fills up with steam | |
She's such a scream | |
All crooked lines | |
Her fireplace | |
A milktrain so clean | |
Machine gun haste | |
You'll ride the only wall of shame | |
And drag that chain across the state | |
Her lips are red | |
She is the queen | |
She's such a scream |
zuo ci : Waits | |
Well Pale | |
Face saidTo the | |
Eyeball Kid | |
She just goes clank and boom and steam | |
A halo, wings, horns and a tail | |
Shoveling coal inside my dreams | |
There are no laws | |
She' s made of cream | |
She' s such a scream | |
Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement | |
A Donnie gal from mortal clay | |
The plow is red | |
THe well is full inside | |
The dollhouse of her skull | |
A cheetah coat fills up with steam | |
She' s such a scream | |
All crooked lines | |
Her fireplace | |
A milktrain so clean | |
Machine gun haste | |
You' ll ride the only wall of shame | |
And drag that chain across the state | |
Her lips are red | |
She is the queen | |
She' s such a scream |
zuò cí : Waits | |
Well Pale | |
Face saidTo the | |
Eyeball Kid | |
She just goes clank and boom and steam | |
A halo, wings, horns and a tail | |
Shoveling coal inside my dreams | |
There are no laws | |
She' s made of cream | |
She' s such a scream | |
Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement | |
A Donnie gal from mortal clay | |
The plow is red | |
THe well is full inside | |
The dollhouse of her skull | |
A cheetah coat fills up with steam | |
She' s such a scream | |
All crooked lines | |
Her fireplace | |
A milktrain so clean | |
Machine gun haste | |
You' ll ride the only wall of shame | |
And drag that chain across the state | |
Her lips are red | |
She is the queen | |
She' s such a scream |