50 Gallon Drum 歌词
| 歌曲 | 50 Gallon Drum |
| 歌手 | Buck 65 |
| 专辑 | Talkin' Honky Blues |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Buck 65, T.O.A.B. La Rone | |
| My idea of heaven, I enjoy the fixing of a flat tire | |
| I like art made of garbage, a little pain is good for you | |
| I don't want everything to be made easy for me | |
| Fast ain't always better than slow you know | |
| A home run every time would start to get boring after a while | |
| I hope I never forget how to bleed | |
| Static fuzz, hiss, it's just the thing sometimes | |
| 50 gallon drum, that's what I'm talking about | |
| Give me a hundred bucks to work on your bike | |
| And maybe I'll cut your hair for you while I'm at it | |
| I wanna work, I'm ready, I wanna take my baby dancing | |
| Scary movies on Monday morning, chopping some wood, wind in my tires | |
| Chocolate chip cookies, rain in the window, it's the underneath of Paris | |
| It's New York from the back, Mount Uniacke in the fall | |
| In a moment between heartbeats I'll set fire to the sky | |
| Or cut the devil's throat | |
| I'm three for four with a double and two stolen bases | |
| Having my picture taken with the Amazing Creskin | |
| It's a shiny day and the dogshit smells like strawberries | |
| I found a shoebox filled with viewmaster reels | |
| I don't have to cut my hair or do math ever again if I don't want to | |
| Tell the bounty collectors to kiss my ass | |
| I'm a hunter gatherer surveying the junk yards | |
| Warrior monk with a month long bus pass | |
| Odd job casanova, I write nothing down and keep my clothes in a guitar case | |
| I run with bulls and swim with the pool sharks | |
| Perfection is a place where there are two for one milkshakes on Tuesdays | |
| It's where you can pay for a room with your good looks | |
| The ball parks are always busy and the umpires always make the right call | |
| Everyday is halloween and people use plastic Christmas trees | |
| They fight with their fists and go to drive-in movies | |
| There's no such thing as luck or the dentist and shoes don't hurt your feet | |
| I keep a lighter and dog treats | |
| In my pockets at all times because you never know | |
| I've got a Saint Francis of Assisi keychain | |
| And a wallet made of Corinthian leather | |
| Sometimes I drive all night and listen to talk radio | |
| Sometimes I practice scratching for hours on end | |
| Usually I sit in my window and listen to my tapes, I've got all kinds of tapes | |
| Hugs and kisses, and treats in a bag | |
| In paradise a buck will buy you a comic book, a soda and a candy bar | |
| You can always find a place to park or to hide | |
| The DJs only play originals and the theatres still have silver screens | |
| And Buster Keaton matinees | |
| I'm an outlaw faith healer, with sock monkeys for the kids | |
| I'm the ringmaster-king of the convenience store parking lot | |
| My show is an every man for himself freak fest | |
| Pack a lunch and ask for Johnny Rockwell | |
| Here your favorite pen works forever but memory parallax | |
| It's 70's doing 20's, 50's doing 2000 | |
| Everyone's got their own arrow and there ain't no short handled shovels | |
| It's under my pillow, it's tomorrow and the next day |
| zuo ci : Buck 65, T. O. A. B. La Rone | |
| My idea of heaven, I enjoy the fixing of a flat tire | |
| I like art made of garbage, a little pain is good for you | |
| I don' t want everything to be made easy for me | |
| Fast ain' t always better than slow you know | |
| A home run every time would start to get boring after a while | |
| I hope I never forget how to bleed | |
| Static fuzz, hiss, it' s just the thing sometimes | |
| 50 gallon drum, that' s what I' m talking about | |
| Give me a hundred bucks to work on your bike | |
| And maybe I' ll cut your hair for you while I' m at it | |
| I wanna work, I' m ready, I wanna take my baby dancing | |
| Scary movies on Monday morning, chopping some wood, wind in my tires | |
| Chocolate chip cookies, rain in the window, it' s the underneath of Paris | |
| It' s New York from the back, Mount Uniacke in the fall | |
| In a moment between heartbeats I' ll set fire to the sky | |
| Or cut the devil' s throat | |
| I' m three for four with a double and two stolen bases | |
| Having my picture taken with the Amazing Creskin | |
| It' s a shiny day and the dogshit smells like strawberries | |
| I found a shoebox filled with viewmaster reels | |
| I don' t have to cut my hair or do math ever again if I don' t want to | |
| Tell the bounty collectors to kiss my ass | |
| I' m a hunter gatherer surveying the junk yards | |
| Warrior monk with a month long bus pass | |
| Odd job casanova, I write nothing down and keep my clothes in a guitar case | |
| I run with bulls and swim with the pool sharks | |
| Perfection is a place where there are two for one milkshakes on Tuesdays | |
| It' s where you can pay for a room with your good looks | |
| The ball parks are always busy and the umpires always make the right call | |
| Everyday is halloween and people use plastic Christmas trees | |
| They fight with their fists and go to drivein movies | |
| There' s no such thing as luck or the dentist and shoes don' t hurt your feet | |
| I keep a lighter and dog treats | |
| In my pockets at all times because you never know | |
| I' ve got a Saint Francis of Assisi keychain | |
| And a wallet made of Corinthian leather | |
| Sometimes I drive all night and listen to talk radio | |
| Sometimes I practice scratching for hours on end | |
| Usually I sit in my window and listen to my tapes, I' ve got all kinds of tapes | |
| Hugs and kisses, and treats in a bag | |
| In paradise a buck will buy you a comic book, a soda and a candy bar | |
| You can always find a place to park or to hide | |
| The DJs only play originals and the theatres still have silver screens | |
| And Buster Keaton matinees | |
| I' m an outlaw faith healer, with sock monkeys for the kids | |
| I' m the ringmasterking of the convenience store parking lot | |
| My show is an every man for himself freak fest | |
| Pack a lunch and ask for Johnny Rockwell | |
| Here your favorite pen works forever but memory parallax | |
| It' s 70' s doing 20' s, 50' s doing 2000 | |
| Everyone' s got their own arrow and there ain' t no short handled shovels | |
| It' s under my pillow, it' s tomorrow and the next day |
| zuò cí : Buck 65, T. O. A. B. La Rone | |
| My idea of heaven, I enjoy the fixing of a flat tire | |
| I like art made of garbage, a little pain is good for you | |
| I don' t want everything to be made easy for me | |
| Fast ain' t always better than slow you know | |
| A home run every time would start to get boring after a while | |
| I hope I never forget how to bleed | |
| Static fuzz, hiss, it' s just the thing sometimes | |
| 50 gallon drum, that' s what I' m talking about | |
| Give me a hundred bucks to work on your bike | |
| And maybe I' ll cut your hair for you while I' m at it | |
| I wanna work, I' m ready, I wanna take my baby dancing | |
| Scary movies on Monday morning, chopping some wood, wind in my tires | |
| Chocolate chip cookies, rain in the window, it' s the underneath of Paris | |
| It' s New York from the back, Mount Uniacke in the fall | |
| In a moment between heartbeats I' ll set fire to the sky | |
| Or cut the devil' s throat | |
| I' m three for four with a double and two stolen bases | |
| Having my picture taken with the Amazing Creskin | |
| It' s a shiny day and the dogshit smells like strawberries | |
| I found a shoebox filled with viewmaster reels | |
| I don' t have to cut my hair or do math ever again if I don' t want to | |
| Tell the bounty collectors to kiss my ass | |
| I' m a hunter gatherer surveying the junk yards | |
| Warrior monk with a month long bus pass | |
| Odd job casanova, I write nothing down and keep my clothes in a guitar case | |
| I run with bulls and swim with the pool sharks | |
| Perfection is a place where there are two for one milkshakes on Tuesdays | |
| It' s where you can pay for a room with your good looks | |
| The ball parks are always busy and the umpires always make the right call | |
| Everyday is halloween and people use plastic Christmas trees | |
| They fight with their fists and go to drivein movies | |
| There' s no such thing as luck or the dentist and shoes don' t hurt your feet | |
| I keep a lighter and dog treats | |
| In my pockets at all times because you never know | |
| I' ve got a Saint Francis of Assisi keychain | |
| And a wallet made of Corinthian leather | |
| Sometimes I drive all night and listen to talk radio | |
| Sometimes I practice scratching for hours on end | |
| Usually I sit in my window and listen to my tapes, I' ve got all kinds of tapes | |
| Hugs and kisses, and treats in a bag | |
| In paradise a buck will buy you a comic book, a soda and a candy bar | |
| You can always find a place to park or to hide | |
| The DJs only play originals and the theatres still have silver screens | |
| And Buster Keaton matinees | |
| I' m an outlaw faith healer, with sock monkeys for the kids | |
| I' m the ringmasterking of the convenience store parking lot | |
| My show is an every man for himself freak fest | |
| Pack a lunch and ask for Johnny Rockwell | |
| Here your favorite pen works forever but memory parallax | |
| It' s 70' s doing 20' s, 50' s doing 2000 | |
| Everyone' s got their own arrow and there ain' t no short handled shovels | |
| It' s under my pillow, it' s tomorrow and the next day |
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