| Song | We Are All Very Worried About You |
| Artist | Fun Lovin' Criminals |
| Album | 100% Colombian |
| 作词 : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
| 5 to 7 minutes to go, can you feel this? | |
| Your life on the streets is done, forget the business | |
| You get what you give, another day another dead one | |
| Picture me out on the edge with the half a tonne | |
| Tryin' to move it on up, tryin' to move the fuck out | |
| You ain't | |
| Billy the kid, you ain't no ghetto son with clout | |
| No doubt you had it hard, just a shard from the mirror | |
| That went out | |
| Chorus: Yeah we're all very worried about you, | |
| Yeah we're all very worried about you, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up, | |
| You was a little out of line but you acted like you cared | |
| And from now on, your life, and his, forever bare | |
| I'm out on the streets, hearin' bullshit for weeks | |
| I think it's time for you and me to meet | |
| And if it's all minor scales and the check ain't in the mail | |
| While you feelin' like you failed, wind blowin' past your sail | |
| Nice place to live now son, where you gonna run? | |
| Understand where we comin' from, put down the gun | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
| 5 to 7 minutes to go, can you feel this? | |
| Your life on the streets is done, forget the business | |
| You get what you give, another day another dead one | |
| Picture me out on the edge with the half a tonne | |
| Tryin' to move it on up, tryin' to move the fuck out | |
| You ain' t | |
| Billy the kid, you ain' t no ghetto son with clout | |
| No doubt you had it hard, just a shard from the mirror | |
| That went out | |
| Chorus: Yeah we' re all very worried about you, | |
| Yeah we' re all very worried about you, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up, | |
| And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up, | |
| You was a little out of line but you acted like you cared | |
| And from now on, your life, and his, forever bare | |
| I' m out on the streets, hearin' bullshit for weeks | |
| I think it' s time for you and me to meet | |
| And if it' s all minor scales and the check ain' t in the mail | |
| While you feelin' like you failed, wind blowin' past your sail | |
| Nice place to live now son, where you gonna run? | |
| Understand where we comin' from, put down the gun | |
| Chorus |