歌曲 | Anti-Manifesto |
歌手 | Propagandhi |
专辑 | How to Clean Everything |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Propa Gandhi | |
Dance and laugh and play | |
Ignore the message we convey | |
It seems we're only | |
Here to entertain | |
A rebellion cut-to-fit | |
I refuse to be the soundtrack to it | |
While we entertain | |
We're still knee-deep in shit | |
There's something wrong inside | |
We've played it safe, enjoyed the ride | |
You won't like this | |
But I've something to confide | |
We stand for something more | |
Than a faded sticker on a skateboard | |
Now we've rained on your parade | |
And we're out the door | |
And I don't even care any fucking more | |
Witness this pair in accomplice | |
Witness this pair; lethargic, unconscious | |
No brows furrowed in question | |
Complacent, completing their tasks | |
No questions asked | |
Consider this critic a cretin | |
Just resting on laurels completely invented | |
Word acrobatics performed | |
With both harness and net | |
I'm so full of shit | |
But I will remain | |
Til this self-awareness fades | |
Til I defeat the purpose of this | |
Soapbox that you made | |
That you made | |
Hope, perseverance | |
A vision, some doubt | |
Green ink, a 26 oz. | |
A bad case of big-mouth | |
A sum of our parts | |
And I've never laughed harder | |
A song in our hearts | |
And I've never laughed harder | |
It don't really matter' | |
Cuz nothing's ever felt | |
As right as this | |
By the way, | |
I stole this riff | |
Dance and laugh and play | |
Ignore the message we convey | |
It seems we're only | |
Here to entertain | |
A rebellion cut-to-fit | |
I refuse to be the soundtrack to it | |
While we entertain | |
We're still knee-deep in shit, in shit | |
And we're so full of it |
zuo ci : Propa Gandhi | |
Dance and laugh and play | |
Ignore the message we convey | |
It seems we' re only | |
Here to entertain | |
A rebellion cuttofit | |
I refuse to be the soundtrack to it | |
While we entertain | |
We' re still kneedeep in shit | |
There' s something wrong inside | |
We' ve played it safe, enjoyed the ride | |
You won' t like this | |
But I' ve something to confide | |
We stand for something more | |
Than a faded sticker on a skateboard | |
Now we' ve rained on your parade | |
And we' re out the door | |
And I don' t even care any fucking more | |
Witness this pair in accomplice | |
Witness this pair lethargic, unconscious | |
No brows furrowed in question | |
Complacent, completing their tasks | |
No questions asked | |
Consider this critic a cretin | |
Just resting on laurels completely invented | |
Word acrobatics performed | |
With both harness and net | |
I' m so full of shit | |
But I will remain | |
Til this selfawareness fades | |
Til I defeat the purpose of this | |
Soapbox that you made | |
That you made | |
Hope, perseverance | |
A vision, some doubt | |
Green ink, a 26 oz. | |
A bad case of bigmouth | |
A sum of our parts | |
And I' ve never laughed harder | |
A song in our hearts | |
And I' ve never laughed harder | |
It don' t really matter' | |
Cuz nothing' s ever felt | |
As right as this | |
By the way, | |
I stole this riff | |
Dance and laugh and play | |
Ignore the message we convey | |
It seems we' re only | |
Here to entertain | |
A rebellion cuttofit | |
I refuse to be the soundtrack to it | |
While we entertain | |
We' re still kneedeep in shit, in shit | |
And we' re so full of it |
zuò cí : Propa Gandhi | |
Dance and laugh and play | |
Ignore the message we convey | |
It seems we' re only | |
Here to entertain | |
A rebellion cuttofit | |
I refuse to be the soundtrack to it | |
While we entertain | |
We' re still kneedeep in shit | |
There' s something wrong inside | |
We' ve played it safe, enjoyed the ride | |
You won' t like this | |
But I' ve something to confide | |
We stand for something more | |
Than a faded sticker on a skateboard | |
Now we' ve rained on your parade | |
And we' re out the door | |
And I don' t even care any fucking more | |
Witness this pair in accomplice | |
Witness this pair lethargic, unconscious | |
No brows furrowed in question | |
Complacent, completing their tasks | |
No questions asked | |
Consider this critic a cretin | |
Just resting on laurels completely invented | |
Word acrobatics performed | |
With both harness and net | |
I' m so full of shit | |
But I will remain | |
Til this selfawareness fades | |
Til I defeat the purpose of this | |
Soapbox that you made | |
That you made | |
Hope, perseverance | |
A vision, some doubt | |
Green ink, a 26 oz. | |
A bad case of bigmouth | |
A sum of our parts | |
And I' ve never laughed harder | |
A song in our hearts | |
And I' ve never laughed harder | |
It don' t really matter' | |
Cuz nothing' s ever felt | |
As right as this | |
By the way, | |
I stole this riff | |
Dance and laugh and play | |
Ignore the message we convey | |
It seems we' re only | |
Here to entertain | |
A rebellion cuttofit | |
I refuse to be the soundtrack to it | |
While we entertain | |
We' re still kneedeep in shit, in shit | |
And we' re so full of it |