Song | Cool Zero |
Artist | Pat Benatar |
Album | Wide Awake In Dreamland |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Geraldo, Grombacher | |
Art attacks from subway walls | |
Sprayed like bullets into concrete face | |
Everywhere you turn, knuckles are crackin' | |
Suburban monkeys break ghetto habits | |
Body guns loaded for a dime | |
See 'em shed their celebrity skin for a life of trash and crime | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Nothin' stops the hit parade | |
Money makers will be shaken down | |
Everywhere you go, fingers are snappin' | |
Commercial prophets shout revolution | |
Throwin' dirt upon a good mans name | |
Watch 'em sell his soul for shoes and dance upon his grave | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Cool zero, cool zero | |
In this junk food civilization | |
They will eat and not think twice | |
For a dance in the dragons jaws | |
They will gladly pay the price an' eat their fill ohh, ohh hey | |
Headlines turn in violent day | |
Run like blood across the printed page | |
Everywhere you look, atoms are smashin' | |
Politicians smilin' for the camera | |
And the pictures make you wanna scream | |
Maybe baby, we'll just play it cool like | |
Elvis at 19 | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Cool zero, cool zero |
zuo ci : Geraldo, Grombacher | |
Art attacks from subway walls | |
Sprayed like bullets into concrete face | |
Everywhere you turn, knuckles are crackin' | |
Suburban monkeys break ghetto habits | |
Body guns loaded for a dime | |
See ' em shed their celebrity skin for a life of trash and crime | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Nothin' stops the hit parade | |
Money makers will be shaken down | |
Everywhere you go, fingers are snappin' | |
Commercial prophets shout revolution | |
Throwin' dirt upon a good mans name | |
Watch ' em sell his soul for shoes and dance upon his grave | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Cool zero, cool zero | |
In this junk food civilization | |
They will eat and not think twice | |
For a dance in the dragons jaws | |
They will gladly pay the price an' eat their fill ohh, ohh hey | |
Headlines turn in violent day | |
Run like blood across the printed page | |
Everywhere you look, atoms are smashin' | |
Politicians smilin' for the camera | |
And the pictures make you wanna scream | |
Maybe baby, we' ll just play it cool like | |
Elvis at 19 | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Cool zero, cool zero |
zuò cí : Geraldo, Grombacher | |
Art attacks from subway walls | |
Sprayed like bullets into concrete face | |
Everywhere you turn, knuckles are crackin' | |
Suburban monkeys break ghetto habits | |
Body guns loaded for a dime | |
See ' em shed their celebrity skin for a life of trash and crime | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Nothin' stops the hit parade | |
Money makers will be shaken down | |
Everywhere you go, fingers are snappin' | |
Commercial prophets shout revolution | |
Throwin' dirt upon a good mans name | |
Watch ' em sell his soul for shoes and dance upon his grave | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Cool zero, cool zero | |
In this junk food civilization | |
They will eat and not think twice | |
For a dance in the dragons jaws | |
They will gladly pay the price an' eat their fill ohh, ohh hey | |
Headlines turn in violent day | |
Run like blood across the printed page | |
Everywhere you look, atoms are smashin' | |
Politicians smilin' for the camera | |
And the pictures make you wanna scream | |
Maybe baby, we' ll just play it cool like | |
Elvis at 19 | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the wild ones go | |
Cool zero, you wanna know where the bodies are burned | |
Crawlin' under every rock, you gotta see what time forgot | |
Cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero, cool zero | |
Cool zero, cool zero |