| 歌曲 | Beautiful Horses |
| 歌手 | The Blood Brothers |
| 专辑 | Crimes |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Blood Brothers | |
| Ride! Ride! Ride the crippled horse. | |
| Ride the broken mare. | |
| Ride the jaundice buck. | |
| Ride the dead Pegasus. | |
| You're so fucked up, you're a fucking mess. | |
| Ride the naseous horse. | |
| Ride the broken mare. | |
| Ride the bony nag. | |
| Ride the tattered pony. | |
| You're so fucked up, you're a fucking mess. | |
| Manes in your mouth, hooves on your chest. | |
| >From the country club, girl. To the crypt now, girl. | |
| Saddle up now, girl. | |
| Climb into the television | |
| stick your horrible nose into every sitcom. | |
| Into the vile game show host's | |
| cockpit mouth and down his throat. | |
| Jump over jungles cooking in napalm. | |
| Leap over nations shaved by carpet bombs. | |
| Into the burning treasury and set the heart attack children free. | |
| C'mon pony, deman your rights. | |
| C'mon pony, demand your rights! | |
| Prance into the halls of Congress, vomit into the speakers lap. | |
| Gallop into your romance novels, dance atop heavy pectorals. | |
| Ride! Ride! | |
| You're so fucked up, you're a fucking mess. | |
| Trash can saddle | |
| ride in the show pony parade | |
| and collapse | |
| and come in fucking last. |
| zuo qu : Blood Brothers | |
| Ride! Ride! Ride the crippled horse. | |
| Ride the broken mare. | |
| Ride the jaundice buck. | |
| Ride the dead Pegasus. | |
| You' re so fucked up, you' re a fucking mess. | |
| Ride the naseous horse. | |
| Ride the broken mare. | |
| Ride the bony nag. | |
| Ride the tattered pony. | |
| You' re so fucked up, you' re a fucking mess. | |
| Manes in your mouth, hooves on your chest. | |
| From the country club, girl. To the crypt now, girl. | |
| Saddle up now, girl. | |
| Climb into the television | |
| stick your horrible nose into every sitcom. | |
| Into the vile game show host' s | |
| cockpit mouth and down his throat. | |
| Jump over jungles cooking in napalm. | |
| Leap over nations shaved by carpet bombs. | |
| Into the burning treasury and set the heart attack children free. | |
| C' mon pony, deman your rights. | |
| C' mon pony, demand your rights! | |
| Prance into the halls of Congress, vomit into the speakers lap. | |
| Gallop into your romance novels, dance atop heavy pectorals. | |
| Ride! Ride! | |
| You' re so fucked up, you' re a fucking mess. | |
| Trash can saddle | |
| ride in the show pony parade | |
| and collapse | |
| and come in fucking last. |
| zuò qǔ : Blood Brothers | |
| Ride! Ride! Ride the crippled horse. | |
| Ride the broken mare. | |
| Ride the jaundice buck. | |
| Ride the dead Pegasus. | |
| You' re so fucked up, you' re a fucking mess. | |
| Ride the naseous horse. | |
| Ride the broken mare. | |
| Ride the bony nag. | |
| Ride the tattered pony. | |
| You' re so fucked up, you' re a fucking mess. | |
| Manes in your mouth, hooves on your chest. | |
| From the country club, girl. To the crypt now, girl. | |
| Saddle up now, girl. | |
| Climb into the television | |
| stick your horrible nose into every sitcom. | |
| Into the vile game show host' s | |
| cockpit mouth and down his throat. | |
| Jump over jungles cooking in napalm. | |
| Leap over nations shaved by carpet bombs. | |
| Into the burning treasury and set the heart attack children free. | |
| C' mon pony, deman your rights. | |
| C' mon pony, demand your rights! | |
| Prance into the halls of Congress, vomit into the speakers lap. | |
| Gallop into your romance novels, dance atop heavy pectorals. | |
| Ride! Ride! | |
| You' re so fucked up, you' re a fucking mess. | |
| Trash can saddle | |
| ride in the show pony parade | |
| and collapse | |
| and come in fucking last. |