歌曲 | Silence Is Golden But Duct Tape Is Silver |
歌手 | Against All Authority |
专辑 | The Restoration Of Chaos & Order |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Against All Authority | |
Me and Billy like to sleep all day | |
On the floor is where we decay | |
Mohawks in disarray from Cutler Ridge | |
To mother****in' Biscayne Bay | |
The gangs tried to kill us | |
But we wouldn't take flight | |
Brass knuckles and rusty knives | |
Kept the wolves at bay | |
And we'd play in traffic downtown | |
Turn it up and take me away | |
What do you do when there's nowhere to go? | |
Empty pools and punk-rock shows | |
Anger that nobody knows | |
And the sun goes down | |
And the streetlights glow | |
We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust | |
With the punk-rock South Dade girls screaming lyrics at us | |
From the backseat and kicking up dust | |
To the sound of the only people we can trust | |
Out of control, and you've shivered my timbers | |
I'm all ****ed up—the moon's just a sliver | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver | |
Like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers | |
The streets aren't safe | |
When the winds are blowing | |
In the eye of the storm, | |
The blood starts flowing | |
We're gathering bricks and | |
We're gonna start throwing them at you | |
(We'll throw them at you) | |
Kick us when we're down | |
We're not going away | |
We're the stray dogs that chase you | |
The ones that betray you | |
And wild through the streets | |
And sleep with the decay of | |
All that you have left us: Life in disarray | |
Out of control, and you've shivered my timbers | |
Tell us to shut up, and we'll give you the finger | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver—obey! |
zuo ci : Against All Authority | |
Me and Billy like to sleep all day | |
On the floor is where we decay | |
Mohawks in disarray from Cutler Ridge | |
To mother in' Biscayne Bay | |
The gangs tried to kill us | |
But we wouldn' t take flight | |
Brass knuckles and rusty knives | |
Kept the wolves at bay | |
And we' d play in traffic downtown | |
Turn it up and take me away | |
What do you do when there' s nowhere to go? | |
Empty pools and punkrock shows | |
Anger that nobody knows | |
And the sun goes down | |
And the streetlights glow | |
We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust | |
With the punkrock South Dade girls screaming lyrics at us | |
From the backseat and kicking up dust | |
To the sound of the only people we can trust | |
Out of control, and you' ve shivered my timbers | |
I' m all ed up the moon' s just a sliver | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver | |
Like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers | |
The streets aren' t safe | |
When the winds are blowing | |
In the eye of the storm, | |
The blood starts flowing | |
We' re gathering bricks and | |
We' re gonna start throwing them at you | |
We' ll throw them at you | |
Kick us when we' re down | |
We' re not going away | |
We' re the stray dogs that chase you | |
The ones that betray you | |
And wild through the streets | |
And sleep with the decay of | |
All that you have left us: Life in disarray | |
Out of control, and you' ve shivered my timbers | |
Tell us to shut up, and we' ll give you the finger | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver obey! |
zuò cí : Against All Authority | |
Me and Billy like to sleep all day | |
On the floor is where we decay | |
Mohawks in disarray from Cutler Ridge | |
To mother in' Biscayne Bay | |
The gangs tried to kill us | |
But we wouldn' t take flight | |
Brass knuckles and rusty knives | |
Kept the wolves at bay | |
And we' d play in traffic downtown | |
Turn it up and take me away | |
What do you do when there' s nowhere to go? | |
Empty pools and punkrock shows | |
Anger that nobody knows | |
And the sun goes down | |
And the streetlights glow | |
We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust | |
With the punkrock South Dade girls screaming lyrics at us | |
From the backseat and kicking up dust | |
To the sound of the only people we can trust | |
Out of control, and you' ve shivered my timbers | |
I' m all ed up the moon' s just a sliver | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver | |
Like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers | |
The streets aren' t safe | |
When the winds are blowing | |
In the eye of the storm, | |
The blood starts flowing | |
We' re gathering bricks and | |
We' re gonna start throwing them at you | |
We' ll throw them at you | |
Kick us when we' re down | |
We' re not going away | |
We' re the stray dogs that chase you | |
The ones that betray you | |
And wild through the streets | |
And sleep with the decay of | |
All that you have left us: Life in disarray | |
Out of control, and you' ve shivered my timbers | |
Tell us to shut up, and we' ll give you the finger | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver | |
Yeah, silence is golden, but duct tape is silver obey! |