歌曲 | Artist and Repertoire |
歌手 | Envy on the Coast |
专辑 | Lucy Gray |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Envy On The Coast, Hunter | |
"Boys...please, dinner's on me tonight." "I am the host and you're the parasite. This is how we do it do it do it." | |
Armed with nothing but a dotted line and big blue eyes. | |
Ominous, so ominous of surprise. | |
I'm not who you thought | |
I was. So load that barrel boy your barrel boy, and put your horse down. | |
She can't bear to run. | |
You're as sleek as the words you speak. | |
Now you're riding on the shoulders of the weak. | |
I know you've got a habit. | |
We're held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I'd make amends for this. | |
We'll work as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I'd make amends for this. "Sir, please, we're laughing at your crooked smile." "How you've trained those teeth to break my skin." | |
Armed with nothing but a dotted line and big blue eyes. | |
So obvious and ominous of surprise. | |
You're as sleek as the words you speak. | |
Now you're riding on the shoulders of the weak. | |
I know you've got a habit. | |
We're held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I'd make amends for this. | |
We'll work as hostages, hide behind appendages. | |
I swore I'd make amends for this. | |
Gentlemen, | |
Your temptress has arrived. | |
She's perfectly disguised. | |
In black and white with dollar signs and dotted lines. | |
With my hands upon her hips, | |
The notion of a kiss. | |
The candles lit. | |
I can't commit. | |
This feather's dipped in ink. | |
A tattoo that never heals. | |
She's asking me to | |
Sign right here. | |
I know you've got a habit | |
We're held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I'd make amends for this. | |
We'll work as hostages, hide behind appendages. | |
I swore I'd make amends for this. |
zuo qu : Envy On The Coast, Hunter | |
" Boys... please, dinner' s on me tonight." " I am the host and you' re the parasite. This is how we do it do it do it." | |
Armed with nothing but a dotted line and big blue eyes. | |
Ominous, so ominous of surprise. | |
I' m not who you thought | |
I was. So load that barrel boy your barrel boy, and put your horse down. | |
She can' t bear to run. | |
You' re as sleek as the words you speak. | |
Now you' re riding on the shoulders of the weak. | |
I know you' ve got a habit. | |
We' re held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
We' ll work as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. " Sir, please, we' re laughing at your crooked smile." " How you' ve trained those teeth to break my skin." | |
Armed with nothing but a dotted line and big blue eyes. | |
So obvious and ominous of surprise. | |
You' re as sleek as the words you speak. | |
Now you' re riding on the shoulders of the weak. | |
I know you' ve got a habit. | |
We' re held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
We' ll work as hostages, hide behind appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
Gentlemen, | |
Your temptress has arrived. | |
She' s perfectly disguised. | |
In black and white with dollar signs and dotted lines. | |
With my hands upon her hips, | |
The notion of a kiss. | |
The candles lit. | |
I can' t commit. | |
This feather' s dipped in ink. | |
A tattoo that never heals. | |
She' s asking me to | |
Sign right here. | |
I know you' ve got a habit | |
We' re held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
We' ll work as hostages, hide behind appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. |
zuò qǔ : Envy On The Coast, Hunter | |
" Boys... please, dinner' s on me tonight." " I am the host and you' re the parasite. This is how we do it do it do it." | |
Armed with nothing but a dotted line and big blue eyes. | |
Ominous, so ominous of surprise. | |
I' m not who you thought | |
I was. So load that barrel boy your barrel boy, and put your horse down. | |
She can' t bear to run. | |
You' re as sleek as the words you speak. | |
Now you' re riding on the shoulders of the weak. | |
I know you' ve got a habit. | |
We' re held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
We' ll work as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. " Sir, please, we' re laughing at your crooked smile." " How you' ve trained those teeth to break my skin." | |
Armed with nothing but a dotted line and big blue eyes. | |
So obvious and ominous of surprise. | |
You' re as sleek as the words you speak. | |
Now you' re riding on the shoulders of the weak. | |
I know you' ve got a habit. | |
We' re held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
We' ll work as hostages, hide behind appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
Gentlemen, | |
Your temptress has arrived. | |
She' s perfectly disguised. | |
In black and white with dollar signs and dotted lines. | |
With my hands upon her hips, | |
The notion of a kiss. | |
The candles lit. | |
I can' t commit. | |
This feather' s dipped in ink. | |
A tattoo that never heals. | |
She' s asking me to | |
Sign right here. | |
I know you' ve got a habit | |
We' re held as hostages, blinded by appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. | |
We' ll work as hostages, hide behind appendages. | |
I swore I' d make amends for this. |