歌曲 | There's a Banana in My Ear |
歌手 | The Soviettes |
专辑 | LP II |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Soviettes | |
You said "They hate us for our freedoms" | |
You said "There'll soon be less to hate" | |
You said "Keep your voices low" and | |
You said "Always trust the state" "Keep your money in the markets, re-educate the nations youth" "The papers wouldn't print what isn't true" | |
And so filters become layered | |
And so nothing can get through | |
And so all you hear are whispers | |
About the bullshit that we pull | |
No-one will name those to blame | |
For one hundred red hot years | |
And since no-one can listen | |
No-one hears | |
Guess that's why the college kids would rather tune out than tune in | |
Guess so, whatever, | |
I don't know-its easier to join than win | |
How can it fucking matter when no-one knows whats true? | |
No-one can be blamed for what no-one ever knew | |
So cover up your tracks | |
Wash your hands free from their blood | |
No-one knows they hate us for what we've done |
zuo qu : Soviettes | |
You said " They hate us for our freedoms" | |
You said " There' ll soon be less to hate" | |
You said " Keep your voices low" and | |
You said " Always trust the state" " Keep your money in the markets, reeducate the nations youth" " The papers wouldn' t print what isn' t true" | |
And so filters become layered | |
And so nothing can get through | |
And so all you hear are whispers | |
About the bullshit that we pull | |
Noone will name those to blame | |
For one hundred red hot years | |
And since noone can listen | |
Noone hears | |
Guess that' s why the college kids would rather tune out than tune in | |
Guess so, whatever, | |
I don' t knowits easier to join than win | |
How can it fucking matter when noone knows whats true? | |
Noone can be blamed for what noone ever knew | |
So cover up your tracks | |
Wash your hands free from their blood | |
Noone knows they hate us for what we' ve done |
zuò qǔ : Soviettes | |
You said " They hate us for our freedoms" | |
You said " There' ll soon be less to hate" | |
You said " Keep your voices low" and | |
You said " Always trust the state" " Keep your money in the markets, reeducate the nations youth" " The papers wouldn' t print what isn' t true" | |
And so filters become layered | |
And so nothing can get through | |
And so all you hear are whispers | |
About the bullshit that we pull | |
Noone will name those to blame | |
For one hundred red hot years | |
And since noone can listen | |
Noone hears | |
Guess that' s why the college kids would rather tune out than tune in | |
Guess so, whatever, | |
I don' t knowits easier to join than win | |
How can it fucking matter when noone knows whats true? | |
Noone can be blamed for what noone ever knew | |
So cover up your tracks | |
Wash your hands free from their blood | |
Noone knows they hate us for what we' ve done |