Blue Rosebuds Lyrics
| Song | Blue Rosebuds |
| Artist | The Residents |
| Album | Our Tired, Our Poor, Our Huddled Masses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Residents |
| [00:25.71] | I love you and 'cause I do |
| [00:28.32] | My sky has changed |
| [00:28.71] | >From grey to blue |
| [00:31.56] | But blue's not just |
| [00:33.60] | A color of the rainbow |
| [00:43.95] | It's shade is not a hazy hue |
| [00:50.58] | But pure and hard |
| [00:51.00] | My blue sky blue |
| [01:27.90] | It's like a Roman candle |
| [01:28.44] | Coming rosebuds |
| [01:28.80] | "Your words are empty hollow bleatings |
| [01:30.27] | Of a mental crutch |
| [01:32.28] | They're open-festered indigestion |
| [01:34.95] | With a velvet touch |
| [01:36.69] | An ether-eating Eskimo |
| [01:39.21] | Would gag upon your sight |
| [01:41.31] | Convulsed into oblivion |
| [01:43.98] | >From laughter or from fright |
| [01:46.38] | A coma with a swee t aroma |
| [01:48.93] | Is your only dream |
| [01:50.97] | Malignant with the misconception |
| [01:53.67] | That a grunt can gleam |
| [01:55.83] | Your lichen-covered corpuscles |
| [01:58.05] | Are filthy to my fist |
| [02:00.33] | Infection is your finest flower |
| [02:02.97] | Mildewed in the mist." |
| [02:07.29] | I love you and 'cause I do |
| [02:09.36] | My skies have changed |
| [02:10.47] | >From grey to blue |
| [02:11.91] | But blue's not just a color |
| [02:12.51] | Of the rainbow |
| [02:21.06] | It's shade is not a hazy hue |
| [02:32.91] | But pure and hard |
| [02:33.78] | My blue sky blue |
| [02:36.51] | It's like a Roman candle |
| [03:09.57] | Coming rosebuds |
| [03:09.93] | Blue rosebuds |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Residents |
| [00:25.71] | I love you and ' cause I do |
| [00:28.32] | My sky has changed |
| [00:28.71] | From grey to blue |
| [00:31.56] | But blue' s not just |
| [00:33.60] | A color of the rainbow |
| [00:43.95] | It' s shade is not a hazy hue |
| [00:50.58] | But pure and hard |
| [00:51.00] | My blue sky blue |
| [01:27.90] | It' s like a Roman candle |
| [01:28.44] | Coming rosebuds |
| [01:28.80] | " Your words are empty hollow bleatings |
| [01:30.27] | Of a mental crutch |
| [01:32.28] | They' re openfestered indigestion |
| [01:34.95] | With a velvet touch |
| [01:36.69] | An ethereating Eskimo |
| [01:39.21] | Would gag upon your sight |
| [01:41.31] | Convulsed into oblivion |
| [01:43.98] | From laughter or from fright |
| [01:46.38] | A coma with a swee t aroma |
| [01:48.93] | Is your only dream |
| [01:50.97] | Malignant with the misconception |
| [01:53.67] | That a grunt can gleam |
| [01:55.83] | Your lichencovered corpuscles |
| [01:58.05] | Are filthy to my fist |
| [02:00.33] | Infection is your finest flower |
| [02:02.97] | Mildewed in the mist." |
| [02:07.29] | I love you and ' cause I do |
| [02:09.36] | My skies have changed |
| [02:10.47] | From grey to blue |
| [02:11.91] | But blue' s not just a color |
| [02:12.51] | Of the rainbow |
| [02:21.06] | It' s shade is not a hazy hue |
| [02:32.91] | But pure and hard |
| [02:33.78] | My blue sky blue |
| [02:36.51] | It' s like a Roman candle |
| [03:09.57] | Coming rosebuds |
| [03:09.93] | Blue rosebuds |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Residents |
| [00:25.71] | I love you and ' cause I do |
| [00:28.32] | My sky has changed |
| [00:28.71] | From grey to blue |
| [00:31.56] | But blue' s not just |
| [00:33.60] | A color of the rainbow |
| [00:43.95] | It' s shade is not a hazy hue |
| [00:50.58] | But pure and hard |
| [00:51.00] | My blue sky blue |
| [01:27.90] | It' s like a Roman candle |
| [01:28.44] | Coming rosebuds |
| [01:28.80] | " Your words are empty hollow bleatings |
| [01:30.27] | Of a mental crutch |
| [01:32.28] | They' re openfestered indigestion |
| [01:34.95] | With a velvet touch |
| [01:36.69] | An ethereating Eskimo |
| [01:39.21] | Would gag upon your sight |
| [01:41.31] | Convulsed into oblivion |
| [01:43.98] | From laughter or from fright |
| [01:46.38] | A coma with a swee t aroma |
| [01:48.93] | Is your only dream |
| [01:50.97] | Malignant with the misconception |
| [01:53.67] | That a grunt can gleam |
| [01:55.83] | Your lichencovered corpuscles |
| [01:58.05] | Are filthy to my fist |
| [02:00.33] | Infection is your finest flower |
| [02:02.97] | Mildewed in the mist." |
| [02:07.29] | I love you and ' cause I do |
| [02:09.36] | My skies have changed |
| [02:10.47] | From grey to blue |
| [02:11.91] | But blue' s not just a color |
| [02:12.51] | Of the rainbow |
| [02:21.06] | It' s shade is not a hazy hue |
| [02:32.91] | But pure and hard |
| [02:33.78] | My blue sky blue |
| [02:36.51] | It' s like a Roman candle |
| [03:09.57] | Coming rosebuds |
| [03:09.93] | Blue rosebuds |
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