Song | Gold Tooth |
Artist | Kelly Joe Phelps |
Album | Tap the Red Cane Whirlwind [live] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : | |
The air is turning cold outside | |
It's a rabbi in a brothel for the third time | |
The gold tooth of a broken man | |
A white glove in a purse down at the bottom of the sea | |
The day is turning dark outside | |
All aspiration face down in the street | |
A pro in the alley with a red-moon sky | |
The last drag of patience on a celibate cigar | |
The light is getting hot inside | |
It's a butcher in the slaughterhouse smiling | |
A mule with a razor and a swagger in his step | |
Ratboy in the corner taking a leak against the wall | |
My heart is turning black inside | |
Stealing from the army shaking bells at the door | |
A hand in a bucket of creosote | |
Rusty junkyard nails sticking straight up through the floor | |
The breath has gone away from this house | |
It's a dog in the car in the winter | |
A hotel window in a hurricane | |
A furnace exploding down in the cellar, by the jars | |
My dream will come back to this house | |
It's a kid who refuses to shut up | |
A sheep dog playing with 84 bones | |
A fast, red | |
Ferrari in a sixteen-car garage | |
Let me keep my gold tooth | |
Let me keep my gold tooth |
zuo ci : | |
The air is turning cold outside | |
It' s a rabbi in a brothel for the third time | |
The gold tooth of a broken man | |
A white glove in a purse down at the bottom of the sea | |
The day is turning dark outside | |
All aspiration face down in the street | |
A pro in the alley with a redmoon sky | |
The last drag of patience on a celibate cigar | |
The light is getting hot inside | |
It' s a butcher in the slaughterhouse smiling | |
A mule with a razor and a swagger in his step | |
Ratboy in the corner taking a leak against the wall | |
My heart is turning black inside | |
Stealing from the army shaking bells at the door | |
A hand in a bucket of creosote | |
Rusty junkyard nails sticking straight up through the floor | |
The breath has gone away from this house | |
It' s a dog in the car in the winter | |
A hotel window in a hurricane | |
A furnace exploding down in the cellar, by the jars | |
My dream will come back to this house | |
It' s a kid who refuses to shut up | |
A sheep dog playing with 84 bones | |
A fast, red | |
Ferrari in a sixteencar garage | |
Let me keep my gold tooth | |
Let me keep my gold tooth |
zuò cí : | |
The air is turning cold outside | |
It' s a rabbi in a brothel for the third time | |
The gold tooth of a broken man | |
A white glove in a purse down at the bottom of the sea | |
The day is turning dark outside | |
All aspiration face down in the street | |
A pro in the alley with a redmoon sky | |
The last drag of patience on a celibate cigar | |
The light is getting hot inside | |
It' s a butcher in the slaughterhouse smiling | |
A mule with a razor and a swagger in his step | |
Ratboy in the corner taking a leak against the wall | |
My heart is turning black inside | |
Stealing from the army shaking bells at the door | |
A hand in a bucket of creosote | |
Rusty junkyard nails sticking straight up through the floor | |
The breath has gone away from this house | |
It' s a dog in the car in the winter | |
A hotel window in a hurricane | |
A furnace exploding down in the cellar, by the jars | |
My dream will come back to this house | |
It' s a kid who refuses to shut up | |
A sheep dog playing with 84 bones | |
A fast, red | |
Ferrari in a sixteencar garage | |
Let me keep my gold tooth | |
Let me keep my gold tooth |