Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and 歌词
| 歌曲 | Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and |
| 歌手 | Pink Floyd |
| 专辑 | Ummagumma |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Aye and a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down | |
| Ran it down by the home and | |
| I flewWell, | |
| I slapped me and | |
| I flopped it down in the shade | |
| And I cried, cried, cried | |
| The fear a fallen down had taken, never back the raise | |
| And then cried | |
| Mary and took out wi' your | |
| ClaymoreRight outta a' pocket, | |
| I ran down, down the mountainside | |
| Back on Battlin the fiery horde that was falling around the feet“ | |
| Never”, he cried, “ | |
| Never shall ye get me alive | |
| Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew” | |
| Well, I snatched fer the blade and a | |
| Claymore cut and thrust | |
| And I fell down before him 'round his feet, aye | |
| A roar, he cried | |
| From the bottom of his heart | |
| That I would nay fall but as dead | |
| Dead as I can by a' feet, d'ya ken? | |
| And the wind cried | |
| Mary |
| Aye and a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down | |
| Ran it down by the home and | |
| I flewWell, | |
| I slapped me and | |
| I flopped it down in the shade | |
| And I cried, cried, cried | |
| The fear a fallen down had taken, never back the raise | |
| And then cried | |
| Mary and took out wi' your | |
| ClaymoreRight outta a' pocket, | |
| I ran down, down the mountainside | |
| Back on Battlin the fiery horde that was falling around the feet" | |
| Never", he cried, " | |
| Never shall ye get me alive | |
| Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew" | |
| Well, I snatched fer the blade and a | |
| Claymore cut and thrust | |
| And I fell down before him ' round his feet, aye | |
| A roar, he cried | |
| From the bottom of his heart | |
| That I would nay fall but as dead | |
| Dead as I can by a' feet, d' ya ken? | |
| And the wind cried | |
| Mary |
| Aye and a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down | |
| Ran it down by the home and | |
| I flewWell, | |
| I slapped me and | |
| I flopped it down in the shade | |
| And I cried, cried, cried | |
| The fear a fallen down had taken, never back the raise | |
| And then cried | |
| Mary and took out wi' your | |
| ClaymoreRight outta a' pocket, | |
| I ran down, down the mountainside | |
| Back on Battlin the fiery horde that was falling around the feet" | |
| Never", he cried, " | |
| Never shall ye get me alive | |
| Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew" | |
| Well, I snatched fer the blade and a | |
| Claymore cut and thrust | |
| And I fell down before him ' round his feet, aye | |
| A roar, he cried | |
| From the bottom of his heart | |
| That I would nay fall but as dead | |
| Dead as I can by a' feet, d' ya ken? | |
| And the wind cried | |
| Mary |
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