歌曲 | High On Your Own Supply - Instrumental Version |
歌手 | Apollo 440 |
专辑 | Gettin' High On Your Own Supply |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gardner, Gray, Gray, Hoxley ... | |
Been building glass houses | |
When it's raining stones | |
There's crap on your doorstep | |
Now you're all on your own | |
You gave it no quarter | |
Now you're treading water | |
Bartender rang time, it's too late for last orders | |
You're making a meal out of keeping it real | |
Sold your soul to the man | |
It's all part of the deal, | |
Your rhymes were incredible, | |
Your marker indelible | |
So full of yourself you think your shit is edible | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own supply | |
Because in the end you are all on your own | |
It's what's in your heart and not what you own | |
You can't see where you're going | |
You slip, now it's snowing | |
It won't be too long before the rhymes they stop flowing | |
Reality bites | |
As they switch off the lights | |
It's a long way to fall from the dizzying heights | |
You cut through the pretension | |
Too late for redemption | |
It's the end of the line - now pay close attention! | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own | |
Now it's got to the point | |
Where you just can't connect | |
You've lost all control | |
You've lost all respect | |
The mixers are mixing it | |
The fixers are fixing it | |
Over inflated there's no restricting it | |
You're no captain scarlet | |
You're not indestructible | |
Just who's in your pocket? | |
And who is corruptible? | |
You speak the unspoken | |
Your will has been broken, | |
Your own self delusion | |
Your gestures are token! | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own supply | |
Wave bye bye | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own |
zuo ci : Gardner, Gray, Gray, Hoxley ... | |
Been building glass houses | |
When it' s raining stones | |
There' s crap on your doorstep | |
Now you' re all on your own | |
You gave it no quarter | |
Now you' re treading water | |
Bartender rang time, it' s too late for last orders | |
You' re making a meal out of keeping it real | |
Sold your soul to the man | |
It' s all part of the deal, | |
Your rhymes were incredible, | |
Your marker indelible | |
So full of yourself you think your shit is edible | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own supply | |
Because in the end you are all on your own | |
It' s what' s in your heart and not what you own | |
You can' t see where you' re going | |
You slip, now it' s snowing | |
It won' t be too long before the rhymes they stop flowing | |
Reality bites | |
As they switch off the lights | |
It' s a long way to fall from the dizzying heights | |
You cut through the pretension | |
Too late for redemption | |
It' s the end of the line now pay close attention! | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own | |
Now it' s got to the point | |
Where you just can' t connect | |
You' ve lost all control | |
You' ve lost all respect | |
The mixers are mixing it | |
The fixers are fixing it | |
Over inflated there' s no restricting it | |
You' re no captain scarlet | |
You' re not indestructible | |
Just who' s in your pocket? | |
And who is corruptible? | |
You speak the unspoken | |
Your will has been broken, | |
Your own self delusion | |
Your gestures are token! | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own supply | |
Wave bye bye | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own |
zuò cí : Gardner, Gray, Gray, Hoxley ... | |
Been building glass houses | |
When it' s raining stones | |
There' s crap on your doorstep | |
Now you' re all on your own | |
You gave it no quarter | |
Now you' re treading water | |
Bartender rang time, it' s too late for last orders | |
You' re making a meal out of keeping it real | |
Sold your soul to the man | |
It' s all part of the deal, | |
Your rhymes were incredible, | |
Your marker indelible | |
So full of yourself you think your shit is edible | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own supply | |
Because in the end you are all on your own | |
It' s what' s in your heart and not what you own | |
You can' t see where you' re going | |
You slip, now it' s snowing | |
It won' t be too long before the rhymes they stop flowing | |
Reality bites | |
As they switch off the lights | |
It' s a long way to fall from the dizzying heights | |
You cut through the pretension | |
Too late for redemption | |
It' s the end of the line now pay close attention! | |
Bow wow wow wow wow | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own | |
Now it' s got to the point | |
Where you just can' t connect | |
You' ve lost all control | |
You' ve lost all respect | |
The mixers are mixing it | |
The fixers are fixing it | |
Over inflated there' s no restricting it | |
You' re no captain scarlet | |
You' re not indestructible | |
Just who' s in your pocket? | |
And who is corruptible? | |
You speak the unspoken | |
Your will has been broken, | |
Your own self delusion | |
Your gestures are token! | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own supply | |
Wave bye bye | |
Getting high | |
Getting high | |
On your own | |
On your own |