Song | Moving to Florida |
Artist | Butthole Surfers |
Album | The Hole Truth...and Nothing Butt |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Butthole Surfers | |
Well, well I been movin' down to Florida. | |
And I'm gonna bowl me a perfect game. | |
Well I'm gonna cut off my leg down in Florida, child. | |
And I'm gonna dance one-legged off in the rain. | |
Now, they say that Sidney Poitier was a blind man. | |
And they say that LBJ was a Soviet Jew. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
They're ain't no kind of sexual healing that I would not, could not, should | |
Not do, stick it right here. | |
Well I been movin' down to Florida. | |
I'm gonna potty train the chairman Mao. | |
I'm gonna make the governor write my doodoo a letter, child. | |
And I'm gonna grind me up a White Castle side out of India's sacred cow. | |
Well, I been movin' down Florida Way, | |
And I'm gonna build me the atomic bomb. | |
Well, I'm gonna hold time hostage down in Florida, child. | |
Ain't nobody, said ain't nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here. | |
By this time I guess you've figured out about Florida. | |
Drink the muddy water in the Vaseline stain. | |
They be makin' tadpoles the size of Americans down in Florida. | |
That be tellin' Julio Iglesias what to sing, now. | |
Now, whoever said that Sidney Poitier was a blind man, | |
Knew the same of Elvis Presley, too. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
Ain't nobody, said ain't nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here. | |
Well I been goin' down to Florida. | |
Pole cats lie naked in the Seminole sun. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
Like Vince, I wanna' win. | |
Well I went down to Florida. | |
I got away. | |
I took the children down to Florida. | |
I stuck the dick down the drain. | |
Get that boy down to Florida. | |
Give him a switch blade. | |
Tell him what to do. |
zuo ci : Butthole Surfers | |
Well, well I been movin' down to Florida. | |
And I' m gonna bowl me a perfect game. | |
Well I' m gonna cut off my leg down in Florida, child. | |
And I' m gonna dance onelegged off in the rain. | |
Now, they say that Sidney Poitier was a blind man. | |
And they say that LBJ was a Soviet Jew. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
They' re ain' t no kind of sexual healing that I would not, could not, should | |
Not do, stick it right here. | |
Well I been movin' down to Florida. | |
I' m gonna potty train the chairman Mao. | |
I' m gonna make the governor write my doodoo a letter, child. | |
And I' m gonna grind me up a White Castle side out of India' s sacred cow. | |
Well, I been movin' down Florida Way, | |
And I' m gonna build me the atomic bomb. | |
Well, I' m gonna hold time hostage down in Florida, child. | |
Ain' t nobody, said ain' t nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here. | |
By this time I guess you' ve figured out about Florida. | |
Drink the muddy water in the Vaseline stain. | |
They be makin' tadpoles the size of Americans down in Florida. | |
That be tellin' Julio Iglesias what to sing, now. | |
Now, whoever said that Sidney Poitier was a blind man, | |
Knew the same of Elvis Presley, too. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
Ain' t nobody, said ain' t nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here. | |
Well I been goin' down to Florida. | |
Pole cats lie naked in the Seminole sun. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
Like Vince, I wanna' win. | |
Well I went down to Florida. | |
I got away. | |
I took the children down to Florida. | |
I stuck the dick down the drain. | |
Get that boy down to Florida. | |
Give him a switch blade. | |
Tell him what to do. |
zuò cí : Butthole Surfers | |
Well, well I been movin' down to Florida. | |
And I' m gonna bowl me a perfect game. | |
Well I' m gonna cut off my leg down in Florida, child. | |
And I' m gonna dance onelegged off in the rain. | |
Now, they say that Sidney Poitier was a blind man. | |
And they say that LBJ was a Soviet Jew. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
They' re ain' t no kind of sexual healing that I would not, could not, should | |
Not do, stick it right here. | |
Well I been movin' down to Florida. | |
I' m gonna potty train the chairman Mao. | |
I' m gonna make the governor write my doodoo a letter, child. | |
And I' m gonna grind me up a White Castle side out of India' s sacred cow. | |
Well, I been movin' down Florida Way, | |
And I' m gonna build me the atomic bomb. | |
Well, I' m gonna hold time hostage down in Florida, child. | |
Ain' t nobody, said ain' t nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here. | |
By this time I guess you' ve figured out about Florida. | |
Drink the muddy water in the Vaseline stain. | |
They be makin' tadpoles the size of Americans down in Florida. | |
That be tellin' Julio Iglesias what to sing, now. | |
Now, whoever said that Sidney Poitier was a blind man, | |
Knew the same of Elvis Presley, too. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
Ain' t nobody, said ain' t nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here. | |
Well I been goin' down to Florida. | |
Pole cats lie naked in the Seminole sun. | |
When I go down Florida Way, | |
Like Vince, I wanna' win. | |
Well I went down to Florida. | |
I got away. | |
I took the children down to Florida. | |
I stuck the dick down the drain. | |
Get that boy down to Florida. | |
Give him a switch blade. | |
Tell him what to do. |