Song | The Black Widow |
Artist | Alice Cooper |
Album | No More Mr Nice Guy Live! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Ezrin+Cooper+Wagner | |
作词 : Cooper, Ezrin, Wagner | |
These words he speaks are true | |
We're all humanary stew | |
If we don't pledge allegiance to | |
The Black | |
WidowThe horror that he brings | |
The horror of his sting | |
The unholiest of kings | |
The Black | |
WidowOur minds will be his toy | |
And every girl and boy | |
Will learn to be employed by | |
The Black | |
WidowLove me, yes, we love me(Love him, yes, we love him) | |
Love me, yes, we love him | |
He sits upon his throne | |
And picks at all the bones | |
Of his husbands | |
And his wives he's devoured | |
He stares with a gleam | |
With a laugh so obscene | |
At the virgins and the children | |
He's deflowered | |
Love me, yes, we love me(Love him, yes, we love him) | |
Love me, yes, we love him | |
Our thoughts are hot and crazed | |
Our brains are webbed in haze | |
Of mindless senseless daze of | |
The Black | |
WidowThese words he speaks are true | |
We're all humanary stew | |
If we don't pledge allegiance to | |
The Black | |
WidowThe Black | |
Widow |
zuo qu : Ezrin Cooper Wagner | |
zuo ci : Cooper, Ezrin, Wagner | |
These words he speaks are true | |
We' re all humanary stew | |
If we don' t pledge allegiance to | |
The Black | |
WidowThe horror that he brings | |
The horror of his sting | |
The unholiest of kings | |
The Black | |
WidowOur minds will be his toy | |
And every girl and boy | |
Will learn to be employed by | |
The Black | |
WidowLove me, yes, we love me Love him, yes, we love him | |
Love me, yes, we love him | |
He sits upon his throne | |
And picks at all the bones | |
Of his husbands | |
And his wives he' s devoured | |
He stares with a gleam | |
With a laugh so obscene | |
At the virgins and the children | |
He' s deflowered | |
Love me, yes, we love me Love him, yes, we love him | |
Love me, yes, we love him | |
Our thoughts are hot and crazed | |
Our brains are webbed in haze | |
Of mindless senseless daze of | |
The Black | |
WidowThese words he speaks are true | |
We' re all humanary stew | |
If we don' t pledge allegiance to | |
The Black | |
WidowThe Black | |
Widow |
zuò qǔ : Ezrin Cooper Wagner | |
zuò cí : Cooper, Ezrin, Wagner | |
These words he speaks are true | |
We' re all humanary stew | |
If we don' t pledge allegiance to | |
The Black | |
WidowThe horror that he brings | |
The horror of his sting | |
The unholiest of kings | |
The Black | |
WidowOur minds will be his toy | |
And every girl and boy | |
Will learn to be employed by | |
The Black | |
WidowLove me, yes, we love me Love him, yes, we love him | |
Love me, yes, we love him | |
He sits upon his throne | |
And picks at all the bones | |
Of his husbands | |
And his wives he' s devoured | |
He stares with a gleam | |
With a laugh so obscene | |
At the virgins and the children | |
He' s deflowered | |
Love me, yes, we love me Love him, yes, we love him | |
Love me, yes, we love him | |
Our thoughts are hot and crazed | |
Our brains are webbed in haze | |
Of mindless senseless daze of | |
The Black | |
WidowThese words he speaks are true | |
We' re all humanary stew | |
If we don' t pledge allegiance to | |
The Black | |
WidowThe Black | |
Widow |