Song | Gasoline Serpent |
Artist | DeVotchKa |
Album | Supermelodrama |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Devotchka | |
In the gutter gasoline | |
Suffocates our self esteem | |
Desensitize, desensitize me | |
Hopeless hearts anesthetize me | |
Your voice will light our streets when you are gone | |
This town is a garbage pile | |
If it takes us down, we'll go out in style | |
She swears she's seen God and we're all forsaken | |
Hide the guitars, man, there's windows breakin' | |
There is blood spilled on our streets when you are gone | |
The blood will cleanse our streets when you are gone | |
And I'm left screaming on this thoroughfare | |
Lies a perfect angel with scattered hair | |
You tell me it's been lurking this whole time down there | |
Just to carry you away from here | |
In the gutter gasoline | |
It shimmers like a serpent queen | |
Junk yard dogs bring angel choirs | |
My fortune caught with pipes and wires | |
I worship at their feet when you are gone | |
I worship at their feet when you are gone | |
We said, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
zuo qu : Devotchka | |
In the gutter gasoline | |
Suffocates our self esteem | |
Desensitize, desensitize me | |
Hopeless hearts anesthetize me | |
Your voice will light our streets when you are gone | |
This town is a garbage pile | |
If it takes us down, we' ll go out in style | |
She swears she' s seen God and we' re all forsaken | |
Hide the guitars, man, there' s windows breakin' | |
There is blood spilled on our streets when you are gone | |
The blood will cleanse our streets when you are gone | |
And I' m left screaming on this thoroughfare | |
Lies a perfect angel with scattered hair | |
You tell me it' s been lurking this whole time down there | |
Just to carry you away from here | |
In the gutter gasoline | |
It shimmers like a serpent queen | |
Junk yard dogs bring angel choirs | |
My fortune caught with pipes and wires | |
I worship at their feet when you are gone | |
I worship at their feet when you are gone | |
We said, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
zuò qǔ : Devotchka | |
In the gutter gasoline | |
Suffocates our self esteem | |
Desensitize, desensitize me | |
Hopeless hearts anesthetize me | |
Your voice will light our streets when you are gone | |
This town is a garbage pile | |
If it takes us down, we' ll go out in style | |
She swears she' s seen God and we' re all forsaken | |
Hide the guitars, man, there' s windows breakin' | |
There is blood spilled on our streets when you are gone | |
The blood will cleanse our streets when you are gone | |
And I' m left screaming on this thoroughfare | |
Lies a perfect angel with scattered hair | |
You tell me it' s been lurking this whole time down there | |
Just to carry you away from here | |
In the gutter gasoline | |
It shimmers like a serpent queen | |
Junk yard dogs bring angel choirs | |
My fortune caught with pipes and wires | |
I worship at their feet when you are gone | |
I worship at their feet when you are gone | |
We said, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |