作曲 : Wrens | |
cut a killing path / through the true west | |
dozens laid rest / settled down then at last | |
thought i might be done / but being good made me burst | |
the killing got worse / it almost got fun / so i got a new gun | |
marie came home tattooed / it covers her back | |
it's God done in black / says “it protects me from you” | |
as christmas can be / i started out fine | |
i used to kill time / now Detroit's killing me / so i jump start my spree | |
surprise / it's not enough / want to work / influence on rock's and shells and dirt | |
looks like you need a man time, honey comb | |
hid away for wine years how you've grown | |
we can call your folks / from a highway side rotary | |
i drive up to your door / and wracked by disease | |
i do what i please / drop you to the floor | |
on top of magazines / and calendar art | |
held up with darts / shows american scenes / of cowboys in jeans | |
i'll change / his scrape of land / i'll take you east / we'll guide the first we find to sleepy peace | |
pop the door i think this wander lust | |
ain't the only thing between both of us | |
i'll make you famous / and we'll double the states you've seen | |
the cop who brought me in / an uncle of mine | |
on first mommy's side / i'm even named after him |
zuo qu : Wrens | |
cut a killing path through the true west | |
dozens laid rest settled down then at last | |
thought i might be done but being good made me burst | |
the killing got worse it almost got fun so i got a new gun | |
marie came home tattooed it covers her back | |
it' s God done in black says " it protects me from you" | |
as christmas can be i started out fine | |
i used to kill time now Detroit' s killing me so i jump start my spree | |
surprise it' s not enough want to work influence on rock' s and shells and dirt | |
looks like you need a man time, honey comb | |
hid away for wine years how you' ve grown | |
we can call your folks from a highway side rotary | |
i drive up to your door and wracked by disease | |
i do what i please drop you to the floor | |
on top of magazines and calendar art | |
held up with darts shows american scenes of cowboys in jeans | |
i' ll change his scrape of land i' ll take you east we' ll guide the first we find to sleepy peace | |
pop the door i think this wander lust | |
ain' t the only thing between both of us | |
i' ll make you famous and we' ll double the states you' ve seen | |
the cop who brought me in an uncle of mine | |
on first mommy' s side i' m even named after him |
zuò qǔ : Wrens | |
cut a killing path through the true west | |
dozens laid rest settled down then at last | |
thought i might be done but being good made me burst | |
the killing got worse it almost got fun so i got a new gun | |
marie came home tattooed it covers her back | |
it' s God done in black says " it protects me from you" | |
as christmas can be i started out fine | |
i used to kill time now Detroit' s killing me so i jump start my spree | |
surprise it' s not enough want to work influence on rock' s and shells and dirt | |
looks like you need a man time, honey comb | |
hid away for wine years how you' ve grown | |
we can call your folks from a highway side rotary | |
i drive up to your door and wracked by disease | |
i do what i please drop you to the floor | |
on top of magazines and calendar art | |
held up with darts shows american scenes of cowboys in jeans | |
i' ll change his scrape of land i' ll take you east we' ll guide the first we find to sleepy peace | |
pop the door i think this wander lust | |
ain' t the only thing between both of us | |
i' ll make you famous and we' ll double the states you' ve seen | |
the cop who brought me in an uncle of mine | |
on first mommy' s side i' m even named after him |