Song | Hump From Bending |
Artist | The Hidden Cameras |
Album | Awoo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gibb | |
I've had it with the present laws of this awful state! | |
The bleeding heart suffers eternally. | |
And in the prudishness of my fumbling | |
Feel the impending hump from bending | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I'll feel it in the sweaty claws grappling with fate | |
Doddering, the aching wait | |
I feel it in the vertebrate and there it festers great | |
The growing gloom that precedes the pain | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I could take it to the government with a doleful face | |
I'll saunter in with a slothful grace | |
And maybe with my indolence, and your suffering | |
We'll grow a meaty hump to support the kids | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I woke up from this reverie of standing tall and great | |
I was fastened to the stretching plate | |
And in a helpless glance, well I had to say, | |
That that's what keeps me on the bend to break | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
Growing a hump from bending like child born in spring |
zuo qu : Gibb | |
I' ve had it with the present laws of this awful state! | |
The bleeding heart suffers eternally. | |
And in the prudishness of my fumbling | |
Feel the impending hump from bending | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I' ll feel it in the sweaty claws grappling with fate | |
Doddering, the aching wait | |
I feel it in the vertebrate and there it festers great | |
The growing gloom that precedes the pain | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I could take it to the government with a doleful face | |
I' ll saunter in with a slothful grace | |
And maybe with my indolence, and your suffering | |
We' ll grow a meaty hump to support the kids | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I woke up from this reverie of standing tall and great | |
I was fastened to the stretching plate | |
And in a helpless glance, well I had to say, | |
That that' s what keeps me on the bend to break | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
Growing a hump from bending like child born in spring |
zuò qǔ : Gibb | |
I' ve had it with the present laws of this awful state! | |
The bleeding heart suffers eternally. | |
And in the prudishness of my fumbling | |
Feel the impending hump from bending | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I' ll feel it in the sweaty claws grappling with fate | |
Doddering, the aching wait | |
I feel it in the vertebrate and there it festers great | |
The growing gloom that precedes the pain | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I could take it to the government with a doleful face | |
I' ll saunter in with a slothful grace | |
And maybe with my indolence, and your suffering | |
We' ll grow a meaty hump to support the kids | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
I woke up from this reverie of standing tall and great | |
I was fastened to the stretching plate | |
And in a helpless glance, well I had to say, | |
That that' s what keeps me on the bend to break | |
Hump from bending, like a child born in spring | |
Growing a hump from bending like child born in spring |