歌曲 | The Big One |
歌手 | Nellie McKay |
专辑 | Pretty Little Head |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : McKay | |
As you're walkin' down the street | |
Might wanna skip a beat | |
Think it over | |
Walkin' to the corner store | |
But it ain't there no more | |
If you want a loaf of bread | |
You try a pharmacy instead | |
Another chain will set you free | |
When you go to pay the rent | |
You see it's all been spent | |
The purse is empty | |
Money, money make a buck | |
But you're all outta luck | |
This town ain't friendly now | |
A thousand faces stare you down | |
Each one's afraid of what you see | |
Slither in your sea (can't deny it) | |
Hide behind the view (gentrifying) | |
Take a life or two (The revolution's comin' round) | |
Clingin' to the door ( quiver, cower ) | |
Profit off the poor (fight the power) | |
Pay 'em even more (That's why they took Bruce Bailey down) | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
Lookin' like the jack is back | |
But he ain't gonna attack | |
His hands are flippin' | |
Druggies dyin' in the halls | |
They're bangin' on the walls | |
Your Ma ain't trippin' now | |
It ain't a home if you ain't allowed | |
What time's the cease fire | |
Where's the heat? | |
Spittin' on the old (sister/brother) | |
Shittin' on your soul (welfare mother) | |
Profit is the goal (the revolution's comin' round) | |
Payin' off a loan (mass eviction) | |
Elevate the zone (ain't no fiction) | |
Breakin' up a home (that's why they took Bruce Bailey down) | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
No more tokens, take a train | |
You swipe a piece of plastic paper | |
No more smokin' on the plane | |
You gripe they'll take you to the jailer | |
Bind your time, it's all in vain | |
They tell you as you meet your maker | |
Grief's the mother of invention | |
Pain's the midwife to your labor | |
Turn it, burn it, cure it, endure it | |
If you are able, sucker | |
People standing in the park | |
It's getting mighty dark | |
The kids are scowlin' | |
Shutter up the windows tight | |
This is an evil night | |
The wind is howlin' fast | |
Another tragedy has passed | |
Another stain on you and me | |
Slither in your sea (can't deny it) | |
Hide behind the view (gentrifying) | |
Take a life or two (The revolution's comin' round) | |
Clingin' to the door (quiver, cower) | |
Profit off the poor (fight the power) | |
Pay 'em even more (That's why they took Bruce Bailey down) | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
Spittin' on the old (sister/brother) | |
Shittin' on your soul (welfare mother) | |
Profit is the goal (the revolution's comin' round) | |
Payin' off a loan (mass eviction) | |
Elevate the zone (ain't no fiction) | |
Breakin' up a home (that's why they took Bruce Bailey down) | |
Took Bruce Bailey down |
zuo qu : McKay | |
As you' re walkin' down the street | |
Might wanna skip a beat | |
Think it over | |
Walkin' to the corner store | |
But it ain' t there no more | |
If you want a loaf of bread | |
You try a pharmacy instead | |
Another chain will set you free | |
When you go to pay the rent | |
You see it' s all been spent | |
The purse is empty | |
Money, money make a buck | |
But you' re all outta luck | |
This town ain' t friendly now | |
A thousand faces stare you down | |
Each one' s afraid of what you see | |
Slither in your sea can' t deny it | |
Hide behind the view gentrifying | |
Take a life or two The revolution' s comin' round | |
Clingin' to the door quiver, cower | |
Profit off the poor fight the power | |
Pay ' em even more That' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
Lookin' like the jack is back | |
But he ain' t gonna attack | |
His hands are flippin' | |
Druggies dyin' in the halls | |
They' re bangin' on the walls | |
Your Ma ain' t trippin' now | |
It ain' t a home if you ain' t allowed | |
What time' s the cease fire | |
Where' s the heat? | |
Spittin' on the old sister brother | |
Shittin' on your soul welfare mother | |
Profit is the goal the revolution' s comin' round | |
Payin' off a loan mass eviction | |
Elevate the zone ain' t no fiction | |
Breakin' up a home that' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
No more tokens, take a train | |
You swipe a piece of plastic paper | |
No more smokin' on the plane | |
You gripe they' ll take you to the jailer | |
Bind your time, it' s all in vain | |
They tell you as you meet your maker | |
Grief' s the mother of invention | |
Pain' s the midwife to your labor | |
Turn it, burn it, cure it, endure it | |
If you are able, sucker | |
People standing in the park | |
It' s getting mighty dark | |
The kids are scowlin' | |
Shutter up the windows tight | |
This is an evil night | |
The wind is howlin' fast | |
Another tragedy has passed | |
Another stain on you and me | |
Slither in your sea can' t deny it | |
Hide behind the view gentrifying | |
Take a life or two The revolution' s comin' round | |
Clingin' to the door quiver, cower | |
Profit off the poor fight the power | |
Pay ' em even more That' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
Spittin' on the old sister brother | |
Shittin' on your soul welfare mother | |
Profit is the goal the revolution' s comin' round | |
Payin' off a loan mass eviction | |
Elevate the zone ain' t no fiction | |
Breakin' up a home that' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down |
zuò qǔ : McKay | |
As you' re walkin' down the street | |
Might wanna skip a beat | |
Think it over | |
Walkin' to the corner store | |
But it ain' t there no more | |
If you want a loaf of bread | |
You try a pharmacy instead | |
Another chain will set you free | |
When you go to pay the rent | |
You see it' s all been spent | |
The purse is empty | |
Money, money make a buck | |
But you' re all outta luck | |
This town ain' t friendly now | |
A thousand faces stare you down | |
Each one' s afraid of what you see | |
Slither in your sea can' t deny it | |
Hide behind the view gentrifying | |
Take a life or two The revolution' s comin' round | |
Clingin' to the door quiver, cower | |
Profit off the poor fight the power | |
Pay ' em even more That' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
Lookin' like the jack is back | |
But he ain' t gonna attack | |
His hands are flippin' | |
Druggies dyin' in the halls | |
They' re bangin' on the walls | |
Your Ma ain' t trippin' now | |
It ain' t a home if you ain' t allowed | |
What time' s the cease fire | |
Where' s the heat? | |
Spittin' on the old sister brother | |
Shittin' on your soul welfare mother | |
Profit is the goal the revolution' s comin' round | |
Payin' off a loan mass eviction | |
Elevate the zone ain' t no fiction | |
Breakin' up a home that' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
No more tokens, take a train | |
You swipe a piece of plastic paper | |
No more smokin' on the plane | |
You gripe they' ll take you to the jailer | |
Bind your time, it' s all in vain | |
They tell you as you meet your maker | |
Grief' s the mother of invention | |
Pain' s the midwife to your labor | |
Turn it, burn it, cure it, endure it | |
If you are able, sucker | |
People standing in the park | |
It' s getting mighty dark | |
The kids are scowlin' | |
Shutter up the windows tight | |
This is an evil night | |
The wind is howlin' fast | |
Another tragedy has passed | |
Another stain on you and me | |
Slither in your sea can' t deny it | |
Hide behind the view gentrifying | |
Take a life or two The revolution' s comin' round | |
Clingin' to the door quiver, cower | |
Profit off the poor fight the power | |
Pay ' em even more That' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down | |
Spittin' on the old sister brother | |
Shittin' on your soul welfare mother | |
Profit is the goal the revolution' s comin' round | |
Payin' off a loan mass eviction | |
Elevate the zone ain' t no fiction | |
Breakin' up a home that' s why they took Bruce Bailey down | |
Took Bruce Bailey down |