歌曲 | Faster Than You'll Ever Live to Be |
歌手 | Exodus |
专辑 | Pleasures Of The Flesh |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Exodus | |
(Exodus)Rode up on my steed, dirty and mean | |
My eyes filled with intent to kill | |
Came in with the dust, a look of disgust | |
The sting of the whip's burning still | |
A crowd of young punks, all getting drunk | |
Think they are fast as can be | |
But what they don't, my guns will show | |
I'm faster than they'll ever be(sub-chorus) | |
Sweat pouring out of my face | |
So many years that | |
I've had to wait | |
Now when you're ready to draw | |
Sound of my gun, you're gone!(chorus) | |
Drifting around | |
From high plains to town | |
The trail of death leads to me | |
The speed of the hand | |
Is faster than you'll ever live to be | |
With fire in my eye, | |
I'll make hot lead fly | |
No one's a match for me | |
I'll blow your head off and make sure you're dead | |
Then pillage on your family | |
The scars on my back bring memories back | |
Of hell in a younger year | |
I'll hunt out the best and lay them to rest | |
I am the west's worst fear!(sub-chorus) | |
You run but you're too slow | |
You're all out of breath and there's nowhere to go | |
Now when it's your time to die | |
No one will hear your cry!(repeat chorus) |
zuo ci : Exodus | |
Exodus Rode up on my steed, dirty and mean | |
My eyes filled with intent to kill | |
Came in with the dust, a look of disgust | |
The sting of the whip' s burning still | |
A crowd of young punks, all getting drunk | |
Think they are fast as can be | |
But what they don' t, my guns will show | |
I' m faster than they' ll ever be subchorus | |
Sweat pouring out of my face | |
So many years that | |
I' ve had to wait | |
Now when you' re ready to draw | |
Sound of my gun, you' re gone! chorus | |
Drifting around | |
From high plains to town | |
The trail of death leads to me | |
The speed of the hand | |
Is faster than you' ll ever live to be | |
With fire in my eye, | |
I' ll make hot lead fly | |
No one' s a match for me | |
I' ll blow your head off and make sure you' re dead | |
Then pillage on your family | |
The scars on my back bring memories back | |
Of hell in a younger year | |
I' ll hunt out the best and lay them to rest | |
I am the west' s worst fear! subchorus | |
You run but you' re too slow | |
You' re all out of breath and there' s nowhere to go | |
Now when it' s your time to die | |
No one will hear your cry! repeat chorus |
zuò cí : Exodus | |
Exodus Rode up on my steed, dirty and mean | |
My eyes filled with intent to kill | |
Came in with the dust, a look of disgust | |
The sting of the whip' s burning still | |
A crowd of young punks, all getting drunk | |
Think they are fast as can be | |
But what they don' t, my guns will show | |
I' m faster than they' ll ever be subchorus | |
Sweat pouring out of my face | |
So many years that | |
I' ve had to wait | |
Now when you' re ready to draw | |
Sound of my gun, you' re gone! chorus | |
Drifting around | |
From high plains to town | |
The trail of death leads to me | |
The speed of the hand | |
Is faster than you' ll ever live to be | |
With fire in my eye, | |
I' ll make hot lead fly | |
No one' s a match for me | |
I' ll blow your head off and make sure you' re dead | |
Then pillage on your family | |
The scars on my back bring memories back | |
Of hell in a younger year | |
I' ll hunt out the best and lay them to rest | |
I am the west' s worst fear! subchorus | |
You run but you' re too slow | |
You' re all out of breath and there' s nowhere to go | |
Now when it' s your time to die | |
No one will hear your cry! repeat chorus |