Song | Verklemmt |
Artist | Foetus |
Album | Gash |
作词 : Thirlwell | |
Baptized in the Hudson river | |
Hepatitis saves us all | |
Drift thru the facile landscape | |
Answer mother nature's call | |
It came down from the prophet | |
Derived from dime-store books | |
By day I strangle chickens | |
Trapped in my own bad looks | |
I stuck my finger in the dam - now I can't pull it out | |
I think I'd feel much better if I took the next Greyhound South | |
You mixed the whites and colours - everything is turning gray | |
I'm busted for existing - nothing left to say, nothing left to say | |
Investigate your chimney | |
There's a Chernobyl rain | |
Apply the strongest sunblock | |
It's Mother's Day again | |
I stuck my finger in the dam - now I can't pull it out | |
I think I'd feel much better if I took the next Greyhound South | |
You mixed the whites and colours - everything is turning gray | |
I'm busted for existing - nothing left to say, nothing left to say | |
It came down from the prophet | |
Derived from dime-store books | |
By day I strangle chickens | |
And field your dirty looks | |
Investigate your chimney | |
There's a Chernobyl rain | |
Apply the strongest sunblock | |
'Cos it's Mother's Day again | |
I stuck my finger in the dam - now I can't pull it out | |
I think I'd feel much better if I took the next Greyhound South | |
You mixed the whites and colours - everything is turning gray | |
I'm busted for existing - nothing left to say, nothing left to say |
zuò cí : Thirlwell | |
Baptized in the Hudson river | |
Hepatitis saves us all | |
Drift thru the facile landscape | |
Answer mother nature' s call | |
It came down from the prophet | |
Derived from dimestore books | |
By day I strangle chickens | |
Trapped in my own bad looks | |
I stuck my finger in the dam now I can' t pull it out | |
I think I' d feel much better if I took the next Greyhound South | |
You mixed the whites and colours everything is turning gray | |
I' m busted for existing nothing left to say, nothing left to say | |
Investigate your chimney | |
There' s a Chernobyl rain | |
Apply the strongest sunblock | |
It' s Mother' s Day again | |
I stuck my finger in the dam now I can' t pull it out | |
I think I' d feel much better if I took the next Greyhound South | |
You mixed the whites and colours everything is turning gray | |
I' m busted for existing nothing left to say, nothing left to say | |
It came down from the prophet | |
Derived from dimestore books | |
By day I strangle chickens | |
And field your dirty looks | |
Investigate your chimney | |
There' s a Chernobyl rain | |
Apply the strongest sunblock | |
' Cos it' s Mother' s Day again | |
I stuck my finger in the dam now I can' t pull it out | |
I think I' d feel much better if I took the next Greyhound South | |
You mixed the whites and colours everything is turning gray | |
I' m busted for existing nothing left to say, nothing left to say |