歌曲 | Headswitch |
歌手 | Bruce Dickinson |
专辑 | Skunkworks |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dickinson, Dickson | |
What would induce you to swear your allegiance to | |
God, tonight | |
Joined at the hip to a million volt switch of the light, alright | |
You want to find out, what the planet's about | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky | |
Your eyes are black as they see the red ball of the sun | |
And they're blind | |
Dribbling with come as the volts start to arc through your mind | |
Cruel but it's kind | |
Like father like son, chop of the head but the body lives on | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky | |
Like father like son, chop of the head and the body lives on | |
Heaven that made you has screwed you and left | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky |
zuo qu : Dickinson, Dickson | |
What would induce you to swear your allegiance to | |
God, tonight | |
Joined at the hip to a million volt switch of the light, alright | |
You want to find out, what the planet' s about | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky | |
Your eyes are black as they see the red ball of the sun | |
And they' re blind | |
Dribbling with come as the volts start to arc through your mind | |
Cruel but it' s kind | |
Like father like son, chop of the head but the body lives on | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky | |
Like father like son, chop of the head and the body lives on | |
Heaven that made you has screwed you and left | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky |
zuò qǔ : Dickinson, Dickson | |
What would induce you to swear your allegiance to | |
God, tonight | |
Joined at the hip to a million volt switch of the light, alright | |
You want to find out, what the planet' s about | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky | |
Your eyes are black as they see the red ball of the sun | |
And they' re blind | |
Dribbling with come as the volts start to arc through your mind | |
Cruel but it' s kind | |
Like father like son, chop of the head but the body lives on | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky | |
Like father like son, chop of the head and the body lives on | |
Heaven that made you has screwed you and left | |
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky |