歌曲 | Jail Guitar Doors |
歌手 | The Clash |
专辑 | The Clash [US] |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Jones, Strummer |
[00:29.31] | Let me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine |
[00:32.74] | A little more every day |
[00:36.25] | Holding for a friend till the band do well |
[00:39.20] | Then the D.E.A. locked him away |
[00:42.86][00:52.38][01:10.63][01:20.17][01:53.41][02:02.71] | Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors |
[00:45.90][01:13.75][01:56.22] | Bang bang, go the boots on the floor |
[00:49.09][01:16.95][01:59.46] | Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son |
[00:57.15] | An' I'll tell you 'bout Pete, didn't want no fame |
[01:00.83] | Gave all his money away |
[01:02.27] | "Well there's something wrong, it'll be good for you, son" |
[01:07.21] | And so they certified him insane |
[01:39.86] | And then there's Keith, waiting for trial |
[01:43.24] | Twenty-five thousand bail |
[01:46.43] | If he goes down you won't hear his sound |
[01:49.50] | But his friends carry on anyway |
[01:52.29] | Fuck 'em! |
[02:33.76][02:37.63][02:40.29] | Jail guitar doors |
[02:36.20] | Fifty four/forty six was my number |
[02:38.86] | Right now someone else has that number |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Jones, Strummer |
[00:29.31] | Let me tell you ' bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine |
[00:32.74] | A little more every day |
[00:36.25] | Holding for a friend till the band do well |
[00:39.20] | Then the D. E. A. locked him away |
[00:42.86][00:52.38][01:10.63][01:20.17][01:53.41][02:02.71] | Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors |
[00:45.90][01:13.75][01:56.22] | Bang bang, go the boots on the floor |
[00:49.09][01:16.95][01:59.46] | Cry cry, for your lonely mother' s son |
[00:57.15] | An' I' ll tell you ' bout Pete, didn' t want no fame |
[01:00.83] | Gave all his money away |
[01:02.27] | " Well there' s something wrong, it' ll be good for you, son" |
[01:07.21] | And so they certified him insane |
[01:39.86] | And then there' s Keith, waiting for trial |
[01:43.24] | Twentyfive thousand bail |
[01:46.43] | If he goes down you won' t hear his sound |
[01:49.50] | But his friends carry on anyway |
[01:52.29] | Fuck ' em! |
[02:33.76][02:37.63][02:40.29] | Jail guitar doors |
[02:36.20] | Fifty four forty six was my number |
[02:38.86] | Right now someone else has that number |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Jones, Strummer |
[00:29.31] | Let me tell you ' bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine |
[00:32.74] | A little more every day |
[00:36.25] | Holding for a friend till the band do well |
[00:39.20] | Then the D. E. A. locked him away |
[00:42.86][00:52.38][01:10.63][01:20.17][01:53.41][02:02.71] | Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors |
[00:45.90][01:13.75][01:56.22] | Bang bang, go the boots on the floor |
[00:49.09][01:16.95][01:59.46] | Cry cry, for your lonely mother' s son |
[00:57.15] | An' I' ll tell you ' bout Pete, didn' t want no fame |
[01:00.83] | Gave all his money away |
[01:02.27] | " Well there' s something wrong, it' ll be good for you, son" |
[01:07.21] | And so they certified him insane |
[01:39.86] | And then there' s Keith, waiting for trial |
[01:43.24] | Twentyfive thousand bail |
[01:46.43] | If he goes down you won' t hear his sound |
[01:49.50] | But his friends carry on anyway |
[01:52.29] | Fuck ' em! |
[02:33.76][02:37.63][02:40.29] | Jail guitar doors |
[02:36.20] | Fifty four forty six was my number |
[02:38.86] | Right now someone else has that number |