歌曲 | Beautiful Scum |
歌手 | Ashbury Heights |
专辑 | Take Cair Paramour |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Always on the run | |
Your one and only son | |
Too smart just to tag along | |
Too dumb to be of use | |
Always chasing cars | |
And a better life on Mars | |
Reaching for the stars | |
While counting every bruise | |
So you send money everyday | |
A clichéd dream just doesn't pay | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You send money everyday | |
Because I never got it made | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
A self-made Peter Pan | |
Burdened by the shadow of a man | |
More a hook each passing day | |
As I claw my way with a pencil blade | |
You got to grow up (Oh no!) | |
You got to grow up (Oh oh no!) | |
You got to grow up (Oh no! no!) | |
You got to grow up (no! no! no!) | |
You send money everyday | |
A cliche'd dream just doesn't pay | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You send money everyday | |
Because I never got it made | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You got to grow up (Oh no!) | |
You got to grow up (Oh oh no!) | |
You got to grow up (Oh no! no!) | |
You got to grow up (no! no! no!) | |
[Chorus x2] |
Always on the run | |
Your one and only son | |
Too smart just to tag along | |
Too dumb to be of use | |
Always chasing cars | |
And a better life on Mars | |
Reaching for the stars | |
While counting every bruise | |
So you send money everyday | |
A cliche d dream just doesn' t pay | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You send money everyday | |
Because I never got it made | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
A selfmade Peter Pan | |
Burdened by the shadow of a man | |
More a hook each passing day | |
As I claw my way with a pencil blade | |
You got to grow up Oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh no! no! | |
You got to grow up no! no! no! | |
You send money everyday | |
A cliche' d dream just doesn' t pay | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You send money everyday | |
Because I never got it made | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You got to grow up Oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh no! no! | |
You got to grow up no! no! no! | |
Chorus x2 |
Always on the run | |
Your one and only son | |
Too smart just to tag along | |
Too dumb to be of use | |
Always chasing cars | |
And a better life on Mars | |
Reaching for the stars | |
While counting every bruise | |
So you send money everyday | |
A cliché d dream just doesn' t pay | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You send money everyday | |
Because I never got it made | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
A selfmade Peter Pan | |
Burdened by the shadow of a man | |
More a hook each passing day | |
As I claw my way with a pencil blade | |
You got to grow up Oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh no! no! | |
You got to grow up no! no! no! | |
You send money everyday | |
A cliche' d dream just doesn' t pay | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You send money everyday | |
Because I never got it made | |
And no matter how hard I play, | |
Neverland never seemed so far away | |
You got to grow up Oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh oh no! | |
You got to grow up Oh no! no! | |
You got to grow up no! no! no! | |
Chorus x2 |