Jaws 3, People 0 Lyrics
| Song | Jaws 3, People 0 |
| Artist | A Wilhelm Scream |
| Album | Career Suicide |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
| Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Don't test the captain's validity or his vulnerability. | |
| I've seen the necks unnaturally twisted, craned to stars in the sky. | |
| I've felt the chill upend the happiness of idiots in minutes; they clutch their jewelry tight and say "How lucky am I!" | |
| And like a drunk spills boons on his varsity letter, can we forgive a ship of fools for what they don't know better? | |
| I guess not. "Man I hope he'll piss himself." | |
| Analyze this room. | |
| Grab that mop and broom and clean it up. | |
| Man I hope he shits himself when the rest of the shipwrecked long drowned in their graves make a claim on the souls of the heartless fakes. "Please help, my party flew away with the ocean mist. I narrowly escaped to the roof." | |
| But when the | |
| Night Rangers found me (dead, but for my liver) and said "Don't tell me you love me", abhorrent and deliberate. | |
| How we ruined the day's remains. | |
| Sinful. A hero's humility is a foolish amenity. | |
| Cups of coffee speed the heartbeats of the soonest to die. | |
| I saw the first blood in the water, someone's mother or daughter. | |
| I wait for troutman; | |
| Give me clearance for this chopper to fly. | |
| Cause they were jumping off the backs of only sons, offering up light snacks of younger ones. "Well, how fast could our legs run?" | |
| Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| The weak are screaming for the captain but the captain ain't here. | |
| How we ruined the day's remains. | |
| Sinful. The bodies splashed like paint. | |
| To see so many scattered cockroaches running from the light. | |
| Oh, when I saw them floating out to the river, the cold inside my stomach was a hunger to me. | |
| And if the devil makes a mess of all the raw meat, | |
| Let him be. | |
| Oh how my captain sailed it straight up the middle, but the crooked lines are quicker when you're snorting them in. | |
| Because if the devil's at your door you leave it open. | |
| Let him in. |
| zuo qu : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Don' t test the captain' s validity or his vulnerability. | |
| I' ve seen the necks unnaturally twisted, craned to stars in the sky. | |
| I' ve felt the chill upend the happiness of idiots in minutes they clutch their jewelry tight and say " How lucky am I!" | |
| And like a drunk spills boons on his varsity letter, can we forgive a ship of fools for what they don' t know better? | |
| I guess not. " Man I hope he' ll piss himself." | |
| Analyze this room. | |
| Grab that mop and broom and clean it up. | |
| Man I hope he shits himself when the rest of the shipwrecked long drowned in their graves make a claim on the souls of the heartless fakes. " Please help, my party flew away with the ocean mist. I narrowly escaped to the roof." | |
| But when the | |
| Night Rangers found me dead, but for my liver and said " Don' t tell me you love me", abhorrent and deliberate. | |
| How we ruined the day' s remains. | |
| Sinful. A hero' s humility is a foolish amenity. | |
| Cups of coffee speed the heartbeats of the soonest to die. | |
| I saw the first blood in the water, someone' s mother or daughter. | |
| I wait for troutman | |
| Give me clearance for this chopper to fly. | |
| Cause they were jumping off the backs of only sons, offering up light snacks of younger ones. " Well, how fast could our legs run?" | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| The weak are screaming for the captain but the captain ain' t here. | |
| How we ruined the day' s remains. | |
| Sinful. The bodies splashed like paint. | |
| To see so many scattered cockroaches running from the light. | |
| Oh, when I saw them floating out to the river, the cold inside my stomach was a hunger to me. | |
| And if the devil makes a mess of all the raw meat, | |
| Let him be. | |
| Oh how my captain sailed it straight up the middle, but the crooked lines are quicker when you' re snorting them in. | |
| Because if the devil' s at your door you leave it open. | |
| Let him in. |
| zuò qǔ : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| Don' t test the captain' s validity or his vulnerability. | |
| I' ve seen the necks unnaturally twisted, craned to stars in the sky. | |
| I' ve felt the chill upend the happiness of idiots in minutes they clutch their jewelry tight and say " How lucky am I!" | |
| And like a drunk spills boons on his varsity letter, can we forgive a ship of fools for what they don' t know better? | |
| I guess not. " Man I hope he' ll piss himself." | |
| Analyze this room. | |
| Grab that mop and broom and clean it up. | |
| Man I hope he shits himself when the rest of the shipwrecked long drowned in their graves make a claim on the souls of the heartless fakes. " Please help, my party flew away with the ocean mist. I narrowly escaped to the roof." | |
| But when the | |
| Night Rangers found me dead, but for my liver and said " Don' t tell me you love me", abhorrent and deliberate. | |
| How we ruined the day' s remains. | |
| Sinful. A hero' s humility is a foolish amenity. | |
| Cups of coffee speed the heartbeats of the soonest to die. | |
| I saw the first blood in the water, someone' s mother or daughter. | |
| I wait for troutman | |
| Give me clearance for this chopper to fly. | |
| Cause they were jumping off the backs of only sons, offering up light snacks of younger ones. " Well, how fast could our legs run?" | |
| Let' s get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here! | |
| The weak are screaming for the captain but the captain ain' t here. | |
| How we ruined the day' s remains. | |
| Sinful. The bodies splashed like paint. | |
| To see so many scattered cockroaches running from the light. | |
| Oh, when I saw them floating out to the river, the cold inside my stomach was a hunger to me. | |
| And if the devil makes a mess of all the raw meat, | |
| Let him be. | |
| Oh how my captain sailed it straight up the middle, but the crooked lines are quicker when you' re snorting them in. | |
| Because if the devil' s at your door you leave it open. | |
| Let him in. |
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