歌曲 | You're My Drug |
歌手 | The Dukes of Stratosphear |
专辑 | Psonic Psunspot |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Johns | |
You take me to heaven | |
From deeper than hell ever dug | |
And you fly me higher | |
Than a trip on a magical rug | |
Confessions unravel | |
You bang with your gavel | |
And here I stand guilty | |
In a court where you are the judge | |
You're the drug | |
You've got to come on round | |
And pick me up | |
You've my drug | |
And I don't ever know | |
If I can give you up | |
Well you bring me color | |
Where once I had just black and white | |
Now I have rainbows appearing | |
Round here in the night | |
Our true loving is growing | |
And passion is flowing | |
Well I don't need any cigarettes | |
Or beer from a jug | |
You're my drug | |
You've got to come on round | |
And pick me up | |
You're my drug | |
Well you can slow me down | |
Or quick me up | |
You're my drug | |
Well you can spill me down | |
And lick me up | |
You're my drug | |
And I don't ever know | |
If I can give you up |
zuo ci : Johns | |
You take me to heaven | |
From deeper than hell ever dug | |
And you fly me higher | |
Than a trip on a magical rug | |
Confessions unravel | |
You bang with your gavel | |
And here I stand guilty | |
In a court where you are the judge | |
You' re the drug | |
You' ve got to come on round | |
And pick me up | |
You' ve my drug | |
And I don' t ever know | |
If I can give you up | |
Well you bring me color | |
Where once I had just black and white | |
Now I have rainbows appearing | |
Round here in the night | |
Our true loving is growing | |
And passion is flowing | |
Well I don' t need any cigarettes | |
Or beer from a jug | |
You' re my drug | |
You' ve got to come on round | |
And pick me up | |
You' re my drug | |
Well you can slow me down | |
Or quick me up | |
You' re my drug | |
Well you can spill me down | |
And lick me up | |
You' re my drug | |
And I don' t ever know | |
If I can give you up |
zuò cí : Johns | |
You take me to heaven | |
From deeper than hell ever dug | |
And you fly me higher | |
Than a trip on a magical rug | |
Confessions unravel | |
You bang with your gavel | |
And here I stand guilty | |
In a court where you are the judge | |
You' re the drug | |
You' ve got to come on round | |
And pick me up | |
You' ve my drug | |
And I don' t ever know | |
If I can give you up | |
Well you bring me color | |
Where once I had just black and white | |
Now I have rainbows appearing | |
Round here in the night | |
Our true loving is growing | |
And passion is flowing | |
Well I don' t need any cigarettes | |
Or beer from a jug | |
You' re my drug | |
You' ve got to come on round | |
And pick me up | |
You' re my drug | |
Well you can slow me down | |
Or quick me up | |
You' re my drug | |
Well you can spill me down | |
And lick me up | |
You' re my drug | |
And I don' t ever know | |
If I can give you up |