Poor Turtle

Song Poor Turtle
Artist The Presidents of the United States of America
Album These Are The Good Times People

Lyrics

作曲 : Ballew
Sole and sold for a life of leisure
Green beetle bass done run clean out of luck
Kick it live for the kids in
Denver Now he's gone from the big yellow rental truck
No chance for electrification
So he could cry his little single coil pickups out
Broadcast across this nation
Search and destroy and then twist and shout with my
Poor turtle ready to rock and to roll
Poor turtle got stole
Poor turtle smiling in the summer sun
I know you're the one
You're the one
You're the one
You're the one
You're the one
You're the one
Dropped hard from the trunk of a pimpin' car
Skiddin' on the cold
Colorado ice
I stuck on a super secret
Ladybug style homing device
I follow the beepin' signal
To a shack with a basement room
In and out through a broken window
From a strum to a sonic boom he's my
Poor turtle ready to rock and to roll
Poor turtle got stole
Poor turtle crying on the pawnshop wall
Ten dollars is all that's all, that's all, that's all
I miss my poor poor turtle
I miss my poor poor turtle turtle so much
I miss my poor poor turtle
I miss my poor poor turtle turtle so much
And his darkness won't turn to day
He's shut tight in his hard shell case
I still don't know if he was a guitar or bass
But we made music together
We made music together, oh yeah

Pinyin

zuò qǔ : Ballew
Sole and sold for a life of leisure
Green beetle bass done run clean out of luck
Kick it live for the kids in
Denver Now he' s gone from the big yellow rental truck
No chance for electrification
So he could cry his little single coil pickups out
Broadcast across this nation
Search and destroy and then twist and shout with my
Poor turtle ready to rock and to roll
Poor turtle got stole
Poor turtle smiling in the summer sun
I know you' re the one
You' re the one
You' re the one
You' re the one
You' re the one
You' re the one
Dropped hard from the trunk of a pimpin' car
Skiddin' on the cold
Colorado ice
I stuck on a super secret
Ladybug style homing device
I follow the beepin' signal
To a shack with a basement room
In and out through a broken window
From a strum to a sonic boom he' s my
Poor turtle ready to rock and to roll
Poor turtle got stole
Poor turtle crying on the pawnshop wall
Ten dollars is all that' s all, that' s all, that' s all
I miss my poor poor turtle
I miss my poor poor turtle turtle so much
I miss my poor poor turtle
I miss my poor poor turtle turtle so much
And his darkness won' t turn to day
He' s shut tight in his hard shell case
I still don' t know if he was a guitar or bass
But we made music together
We made music together, oh yeah