Song | Routines |
Artist | Mêlée |
Album | Everyday Behavior |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cron, Sanberg | |
Get up you lazy slob the day is almost gone | |
You've lost another one the hours ramble on | |
And this song won't write itself | |
Don't imagine that it will | |
What you have to offer is standing still | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
Get up you lazy slob the sun is almost gone | |
As your shadows cast you down | |
You wished that I was wrong | |
There will be another chance | |
Don't let this slide on by | |
You can't prove them wrong unless you try | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he's wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
I don't want to waste my life | |
I don't want to waste my life | |
I don't want to waste my life | |
I don't want to waste my life |
zuo qu : Cron, Sanberg | |
Get up you lazy slob the day is almost gone | |
You' ve lost another one the hours ramble on | |
And this song won' t write itself | |
Don' t imagine that it will | |
What you have to offer is standing still | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
Get up you lazy slob the sun is almost gone | |
As your shadows cast you down | |
You wished that I was wrong | |
There will be another chance | |
Don' t let this slide on by | |
You can' t prove them wrong unless you try | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
I don' t want to waste my life | |
I don' t want to waste my life | |
I don' t want to waste my life | |
I don' t want to waste my life |
zuò qǔ : Cron, Sanberg | |
Get up you lazy slob the day is almost gone | |
You' ve lost another one the hours ramble on | |
And this song won' t write itself | |
Don' t imagine that it will | |
What you have to offer is standing still | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
Get up you lazy slob the sun is almost gone | |
As your shadows cast you down | |
You wished that I was wrong | |
There will be another chance | |
Don' t let this slide on by | |
You can' t prove them wrong unless you try | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
And he' s wasting all of his life | |
On routines that lead to nowhere | |
I don' t want to waste my life | |
I don' t want to waste my life | |
I don' t want to waste my life | |
I don' t want to waste my life |