Bloodhounds on My Trail

Bloodhounds on My Trail 歌词

歌曲 Bloodhounds on My Trail
歌手 The Black Angels
专辑 Passover
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作曲 : The Black Angels
作词 : The Black Angels
Standing on the front porch, looking left and looking right.
The bloodhounds out to get me,
I already feel the bite.
The rules of the road state, to hate those who hate.
Sleeping in wet coffins, frozen warnings melt away.
But you say no to me, just quit saying no to me.
Just stop saying no to me, 500 times a day see, ohohh ooohhone two three!
The billboards on the highway, are the prophets of today.
The roadkill speaks in poems through ads and through campaigns.
The warden has his rifle, and the sniper's like an owl.
I'm hiding in the tall grass with
God and Vernon
Howell.But you say no to me, yes, you say no to me.
Just quit saying no to me, 500 times a day see, ohohhh ooohh
zuo qu : The Black Angels
zuo ci : The Black Angels
Standing on the front porch, looking left and looking right.
The bloodhounds out to get me,
I already feel the bite.
The rules of the road state, to hate those who hate.
Sleeping in wet coffins, frozen warnings melt away.
But you say no to me, just quit saying no to me.
Just stop saying no to me, 500 times a day see, ohohh ooohhone two three!
The billboards on the highway, are the prophets of today.
The roadkill speaks in poems through ads and through campaigns.
The warden has his rifle, and the sniper' s like an owl.
I' m hiding in the tall grass with
God and Vernon
Howell. But you say no to me, yes, you say no to me.
Just quit saying no to me, 500 times a day see, ohohhh ooohh
zuò qǔ : The Black Angels
zuò cí : The Black Angels
Standing on the front porch, looking left and looking right.
The bloodhounds out to get me,
I already feel the bite.
The rules of the road state, to hate those who hate.
Sleeping in wet coffins, frozen warnings melt away.
But you say no to me, just quit saying no to me.
Just stop saying no to me, 500 times a day see, ohohh ooohhone two three!
The billboards on the highway, are the prophets of today.
The roadkill speaks in poems through ads and through campaigns.
The warden has his rifle, and the sniper' s like an owl.
I' m hiding in the tall grass with
God and Vernon
Howell. But you say no to me, yes, you say no to me.
Just quit saying no to me, 500 times a day see, ohohhh ooohh
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