歌曲 | Even Superman Shot Himself |
歌手 | Powerman 5000 |
专辑 | The Blood Splat Rating System |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Powerman Five Thousand ... | |
Goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Blew his mind couldn't save the wealth | |
I said, maybe he read the | |
Sunday paper | |
Murder front page death and rape | |
I can't see through the haze of the hazy | |
It's the little things, it's the little things | |
It's the little things that drive a man crazy | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
You know what | |
I mean I know why he did it | |
Too slow to outwit it, get it | |
His cape was red, yeah, but so was his blood | |
Man of steel fell with a thud | |
Taken out by the villain who's willin' | |
To stand in line and do the time you hated' | |
Cause life brings death that life has created | |
And do you understand when | |
I sayIt's the little things that break the man | |
By the way are you feeling it bit by bit, piece by piece | |
They're stealing it bite the dust hit the deck | |
They're dealing it, you've got to give it up | |
Goddamn, goddamn, yeah | |
Goddamn, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Goddamn, goddamn, yeah | |
Goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Sometimes | |
I feel so stupid, sometimes | |
I feel so low | |
Sometimes | |
I think of all the things, yeah, that | |
I'll never know | |
Sometimes | |
I don't know what to do | |
But most motherfuckers don't have a clue | |
Sometimes | |
I don't know what to do | |
But most motherfuckers don't have a clue, yeah | |
Most motherfuckers don't have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don't have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don't have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don't have a clue | |
Goddamn, goddamn, | |
Goddamn, yeah, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Goddamn, goddamn | |
Goddamn, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
Check this out, check this out, check this out | |
Open your eyes see out the inside | |
The point of the point of the point you can't hide | |
From the shit that's all around funky ghetto | |
Of the mind that brings you down | |
Can't shake it 'til you give it up, yeah | |
Sell your soul, or don't give a fuck | |
Takin' you out superhero style | |
Your finger's on the trigger wishing you were bigger | |
All the while you've got the soul with rigor mortis | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, "Suck on this" | |
You've got the soul with rigor mortis | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, "Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, "Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, "Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, "Suck on this" | |
The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss | |
And I burned for twenty-five years |
zuo ci : Powerman Five Thousand ... | |
Goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Blew his mind couldn' t save the wealth | |
I said, maybe he read the | |
Sunday paper | |
Murder front page death and rape | |
I can' t see through the haze of the hazy | |
It' s the little things, it' s the little things | |
It' s the little things that drive a man crazy | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
You know what | |
I mean I know why he did it | |
Too slow to outwit it, get it | |
His cape was red, yeah, but so was his blood | |
Man of steel fell with a thud | |
Taken out by the villain who' s willin' | |
To stand in line and do the time you hated' | |
Cause life brings death that life has created | |
And do you understand when | |
I sayIt' s the little things that break the man | |
By the way are you feeling it bit by bit, piece by piece | |
They' re stealing it bite the dust hit the deck | |
They' re dealing it, you' ve got to give it up | |
Goddamn, goddamn, yeah | |
Goddamn, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Goddamn, goddamn, yeah | |
Goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Sometimes | |
I feel so stupid, sometimes | |
I feel so low | |
Sometimes | |
I think of all the things, yeah, that | |
I' ll never know | |
Sometimes | |
I don' t know what to do | |
But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Sometimes | |
I don' t know what to do | |
But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue, yeah | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Goddamn, goddamn, | |
Goddamn, yeah, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Goddamn, goddamn | |
Goddamn, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
Check this out, check this out, check this out | |
Open your eyes see out the inside | |
The point of the point of the point you can' t hide | |
From the shit that' s all around funky ghetto | |
Of the mind that brings you down | |
Can' t shake it ' til you give it up, yeah | |
Sell your soul, or don' t give a fuck | |
Takin' you out superhero style | |
Your finger' s on the trigger wishing you were bigger | |
All the while you' ve got the soul with rigor mortis | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
You' ve got the soul with rigor mortis | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss | |
And I burned for twentyfive years |
zuò cí : Powerman Five Thousand ... | |
Goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Blew his mind couldn' t save the wealth | |
I said, maybe he read the | |
Sunday paper | |
Murder front page death and rape | |
I can' t see through the haze of the hazy | |
It' s the little things, it' s the little things | |
It' s the little things that drive a man crazy | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
You know what | |
I mean I know why he did it | |
Too slow to outwit it, get it | |
His cape was red, yeah, but so was his blood | |
Man of steel fell with a thud | |
Taken out by the villain who' s willin' | |
To stand in line and do the time you hated' | |
Cause life brings death that life has created | |
And do you understand when | |
I sayIt' s the little things that break the man | |
By the way are you feeling it bit by bit, piece by piece | |
They' re stealing it bite the dust hit the deck | |
They' re dealing it, you' ve got to give it up | |
Goddamn, goddamn, yeah | |
Goddamn, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Goddamn, goddamn, yeah | |
Goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Sometimes | |
I feel so stupid, sometimes | |
I feel so low | |
Sometimes | |
I think of all the things, yeah, that | |
I' ll never know | |
Sometimes | |
I don' t know what to do | |
But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Sometimes | |
I don' t know what to do | |
But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue, yeah | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue | |
Goddamn, goddamn, | |
Goddamn, yeah, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Goddamn, goddamn | |
Goddamn, goddamn, even | |
Superman shot himself | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
Check this out, check this out, check this out | |
Open your eyes see out the inside | |
The point of the point of the point you can' t hide | |
From the shit that' s all around funky ghetto | |
Of the mind that brings you down | |
Can' t shake it ' til you give it up, yeah | |
Sell your soul, or don' t give a fuck | |
Takin' you out superhero style | |
Your finger' s on the trigger wishing you were bigger | |
All the while you' ve got the soul with rigor mortis | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
You' ve got the soul with rigor mortis | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
Like Travis | |
Bickle said, " Suck on this" | |
The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss | |
And I burned for twentyfive years |