作词 : Keith, Skeoch | |
You know I'm on a slick trip | |
I'm always ready to kick ass | |
Up on the stage | |
I'm in a rage | |
Yes, I'm havin' the time of my life | |
Yes, indeed. | |
What a sweet, sweet life it is | |
Until some loco two bit floosie | |
With a Louie | |
Le-strange | |
Ain't good for nothin' but trouble | |
They're just two fools livin' up to their names | |
And now it's startin' to rain on my parade(You) know there's nothin' like the real world | |
To get me down | |
Nothin' like the world outside | |
That turns me upside down | |
Makes me feel like | |
I'm headin' down a one way, dead end street | |
There's no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven's trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell, livin' hell | |
You know I had it made in the shade | |
Thinkin' that it's not so bad after all | |
That's when | |
I woke up, smelled the coffee | |
Now I'm back where | |
I started again, yes | |
And now it's pourin' rain on my parade | |
You know there's nothin' like the real world | |
To get me down. | |
NoOne is there to lift you up | |
One to drag you down | |
Now, don't you see | |
That we're headin' down a one-way, dead-end street | |
There's no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven's trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
I guess I'll live in hell | |
There's no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven's trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell, livin' hell | |
You know, | |
I'm on a slick trip | |
I'm always ready to kick ass |
zuo ci : Keith, Skeoch | |
You know I' m on a slick trip | |
I' m always ready to kick ass | |
Up on the stage | |
I' m in a rage | |
Yes, I' m havin' the time of my life | |
Yes, indeed. | |
What a sweet, sweet life it is | |
Until some loco two bit floosie | |
With a Louie | |
Lestrange | |
Ain' t good for nothin' but trouble | |
They' re just two fools livin' up to their names | |
And now it' s startin' to rain on my parade You know there' s nothin' like the real world | |
To get me down | |
Nothin' like the world outside | |
That turns me upside down | |
Makes me feel like | |
I' m headin' down a one way, dead end street | |
There' s no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven' s trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell, livin' hell | |
You know I had it made in the shade | |
Thinkin' that it' s not so bad after all | |
That' s when | |
I woke up, smelled the coffee | |
Now I' m back where | |
I started again, yes | |
And now it' s pourin' rain on my parade | |
You know there' s nothin' like the real world | |
To get me down. | |
NoOne is there to lift you up | |
One to drag you down | |
Now, don' t you see | |
That we' re headin' down a oneway, deadend street | |
There' s no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven' s trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
I guess I' ll live in hell | |
There' s no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven' s trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell, livin' hell | |
You know, | |
I' m on a slick trip | |
I' m always ready to kick ass |
zuò cí : Keith, Skeoch | |
You know I' m on a slick trip | |
I' m always ready to kick ass | |
Up on the stage | |
I' m in a rage | |
Yes, I' m havin' the time of my life | |
Yes, indeed. | |
What a sweet, sweet life it is | |
Until some loco two bit floosie | |
With a Louie | |
Lestrange | |
Ain' t good for nothin' but trouble | |
They' re just two fools livin' up to their names | |
And now it' s startin' to rain on my parade You know there' s nothin' like the real world | |
To get me down | |
Nothin' like the world outside | |
That turns me upside down | |
Makes me feel like | |
I' m headin' down a one way, dead end street | |
There' s no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven' s trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell, livin' hell | |
You know I had it made in the shade | |
Thinkin' that it' s not so bad after all | |
That' s when | |
I woke up, smelled the coffee | |
Now I' m back where | |
I started again, yes | |
And now it' s pourin' rain on my parade | |
You know there' s nothin' like the real world | |
To get me down. | |
NoOne is there to lift you up | |
One to drag you down | |
Now, don' t you see | |
That we' re headin' down a oneway, deadend street | |
There' s no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven' s trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
I guess I' ll live in hell | |
There' s no way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell | |
No way out, no way out | |
Unless you walk heaven' s trail | |
No way out, no way out | |
Of this living hell, livin' hell | |
You know, | |
I' m on a slick trip | |
I' m always ready to kick ass |