Song | Oh, What a Disappointment |
Artist | Lambchop |
Album | I Hope You're Sitting Down [aka Jack's Tulips] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Wagner | |
Even a child's love needs to be proven? | |
As he turns off the gas, and runs away from the truth | |
He seals up the doors with the masking tape | |
And he closes all the windows and makes sure they stay | |
With his head in the oven he feels his feet near the floor | |
Makes a crease on his chest he puts his knee on the door | |
Is the propane within he's really not sure | |
Still there's tears in his eyes and the stars on the shore | |
And I say these things I will never do for you | |
(even though I want to I want to I want to) | |
Even though I want to I want to I want to | |
(everything means nothing, you're screwed) | |
A little light that shines indoors | |
(and happy has been long enough to find) | |
And happy has been long enough to find | |
There's six friars outside my front door | |
She's in her underwear she lays his feet on the floor | |
On the face is a smile now fallen half off | |
She turned her head back around she started to cough | |
She said I think I'm going to puke | |
And I said I'm sorry I'm sorry is there something I can do | |
She said I'm the one who's sorry I think I peed on your floor | |
I said that's okay and then she puked some more | |
And I say these things I'll never do for you | |
(even though I screw up from time to time) | |
Even though I screw up from time to time | |
(why can't you understand I protest) | |
The little light that shines in doors | |
There's a little whiskey on my finger | |
I toured the place where the body was found | |
There were beer cans and candybar wrappers laying all over the ground | |
Don't light that cigarette in here (face the door) | |
I said I don't care I want to be someone | |
And I say these things I'll never do for you | |
(even though I screw up from time to time) | |
Even though I screw up from time to time | |
(why can't you understand I protest) | |
Why can't you understand I protest | |
There's a little whiskey on my finger |
zuo qu : Wagner | |
Even a child' s love needs to be proven? | |
As he turns off the gas, and runs away from the truth | |
He seals up the doors with the masking tape | |
And he closes all the windows and makes sure they stay | |
With his head in the oven he feels his feet near the floor | |
Makes a crease on his chest he puts his knee on the door | |
Is the propane within he' s really not sure | |
Still there' s tears in his eyes and the stars on the shore | |
And I say these things I will never do for you | |
even though I want to I want to I want to | |
Even though I want to I want to I want to | |
everything means nothing, you' re screwed | |
A little light that shines indoors | |
and happy has been long enough to find | |
And happy has been long enough to find | |
There' s six friars outside my front door | |
She' s in her underwear she lays his feet on the floor | |
On the face is a smile now fallen half off | |
She turned her head back around she started to cough | |
She said I think I' m going to puke | |
And I said I' m sorry I' m sorry is there something I can do | |
She said I' m the one who' s sorry I think I peed on your floor | |
I said that' s okay and then she puked some more | |
And I say these things I' ll never do for you | |
even though I screw up from time to time | |
Even though I screw up from time to time | |
why can' t you understand I protest | |
The little light that shines in doors | |
There' s a little whiskey on my finger | |
I toured the place where the body was found | |
There were beer cans and candybar wrappers laying all over the ground | |
Don' t light that cigarette in here face the door | |
I said I don' t care I want to be someone | |
And I say these things I' ll never do for you | |
even though I screw up from time to time | |
Even though I screw up from time to time | |
why can' t you understand I protest | |
Why can' t you understand I protest | |
There' s a little whiskey on my finger |
zuò qǔ : Wagner | |
Even a child' s love needs to be proven? | |
As he turns off the gas, and runs away from the truth | |
He seals up the doors with the masking tape | |
And he closes all the windows and makes sure they stay | |
With his head in the oven he feels his feet near the floor | |
Makes a crease on his chest he puts his knee on the door | |
Is the propane within he' s really not sure | |
Still there' s tears in his eyes and the stars on the shore | |
And I say these things I will never do for you | |
even though I want to I want to I want to | |
Even though I want to I want to I want to | |
everything means nothing, you' re screwed | |
A little light that shines indoors | |
and happy has been long enough to find | |
And happy has been long enough to find | |
There' s six friars outside my front door | |
She' s in her underwear she lays his feet on the floor | |
On the face is a smile now fallen half off | |
She turned her head back around she started to cough | |
She said I think I' m going to puke | |
And I said I' m sorry I' m sorry is there something I can do | |
She said I' m the one who' s sorry I think I peed on your floor | |
I said that' s okay and then she puked some more | |
And I say these things I' ll never do for you | |
even though I screw up from time to time | |
Even though I screw up from time to time | |
why can' t you understand I protest | |
The little light that shines in doors | |
There' s a little whiskey on my finger | |
I toured the place where the body was found | |
There were beer cans and candybar wrappers laying all over the ground | |
Don' t light that cigarette in here face the door | |
I said I don' t care I want to be someone | |
And I say these things I' ll never do for you | |
even though I screw up from time to time | |
Even though I screw up from time to time | |
why can' t you understand I protest | |
Why can' t you understand I protest | |
There' s a little whiskey on my finger |