| Song | Fugitive Kind |
| Artist | Paul Westerberg |
| Album | Suicaine Gratification |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Westerberg | |
| I've been bought | |
| It's quite a scandal | |
| Just got out alive | |
| I gave 'em all | |
| That they could handle | |
| Then I took a dive | |
| So take a chair | |
| And make it snappy | |
| Tryin' to lose these jerks | |
| Say a prayer and make it simple | |
| It's the only kind that works | |
| On the outskirts | |
| Of the sundown | |
| I feel like | |
| Billy the | |
| Kid Don't know where | |
| I'll go or run now | |
| Like I ever did | |
| Is this where | |
| I belong Hurry up, quick | |
| And you can come along | |
| We ain't got time for you | |
| To grab your stuff | |
| What's flowing through our veins | |
| Is good enough | |
| I'm the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can't wait | |
| You can run-run-run-run away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can run-run-run-run away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| I've got strange and grandiose ideas | |
| I never know or care | |
| What day it is | |
| We can write down our dreams and hide 'em under the bed | |
| And walk down the street with lightbulbs on our head | |
| I'm the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can't wait | |
| You can run-run-run-run away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can run-run-run-run away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| I stood alone on that stage | |
| Just like a stone on a grave | |
| You could be my lover | |
| I'd make you laugh | |
| Or just another epitath | |
| I'm a bad idea whose time has come | |
| And I'll never forget | |
| Where I started from | |
| I'm the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can't wait | |
| You can run-run-run-run away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can run-run-run-run away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can run-run-run-run away with me | |
| But never from your fate |
| zuo ci : Westerberg | |
| I' ve been bought | |
| It' s quite a scandal | |
| Just got out alive | |
| I gave ' em all | |
| That they could handle | |
| Then I took a dive | |
| So take a chair | |
| And make it snappy | |
| Tryin' to lose these jerks | |
| Say a prayer and make it simple | |
| It' s the only kind that works | |
| On the outskirts | |
| Of the sundown | |
| I feel like | |
| Billy the | |
| Kid Don' t know where | |
| I' ll go or run now | |
| Like I ever did | |
| Is this where | |
| I belong Hurry up, quick | |
| And you can come along | |
| We ain' t got time for you | |
| To grab your stuff | |
| What' s flowing through our veins | |
| Is good enough | |
| I' m the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can' t wait | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| I' ve got strange and grandiose ideas | |
| I never know or care | |
| What day it is | |
| We can write down our dreams and hide ' em under the bed | |
| And walk down the street with lightbulbs on our head | |
| I' m the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can' t wait | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| I stood alone on that stage | |
| Just like a stone on a grave | |
| You could be my lover | |
| I' d make you laugh | |
| Or just another epitath | |
| I' m a bad idea whose time has come | |
| And I' ll never forget | |
| Where I started from | |
| I' m the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can' t wait | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate |
| zuò cí : Westerberg | |
| I' ve been bought | |
| It' s quite a scandal | |
| Just got out alive | |
| I gave ' em all | |
| That they could handle | |
| Then I took a dive | |
| So take a chair | |
| And make it snappy | |
| Tryin' to lose these jerks | |
| Say a prayer and make it simple | |
| It' s the only kind that works | |
| On the outskirts | |
| Of the sundown | |
| I feel like | |
| Billy the | |
| Kid Don' t know where | |
| I' ll go or run now | |
| Like I ever did | |
| Is this where | |
| I belong Hurry up, quick | |
| And you can come along | |
| We ain' t got time for you | |
| To grab your stuff | |
| What' s flowing through our veins | |
| Is good enough | |
| I' m the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can' t wait | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| I' ve got strange and grandiose ideas | |
| I never know or care | |
| What day it is | |
| We can write down our dreams and hide ' em under the bed | |
| And walk down the street with lightbulbs on our head | |
| I' m the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can' t wait | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| I stood alone on that stage | |
| Just like a stone on a grave | |
| You could be my lover | |
| I' d make you laugh | |
| Or just another epitath | |
| I' m a bad idea whose time has come | |
| And I' ll never forget | |
| Where I started from | |
| I' m the fugitve kind | |
| You better make up your mind | |
| I can' t wait | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate | |
| You can runrunrunrun away with me | |
| But never from your fate |