歌曲 | It's Only Money, Tyrone |
歌手 | Marah |
专辑 | Kids In Philly |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bielanko, Bielanko | |
Josephine cracked; her eyes black and bloodied | |
Screamin' “Gimme back, back all that money Tyrone” | |
So he snapped her neck back and slapped his lover | |
Put a bullet in her brain and threw her body off the bridge | |
(sssshhhhh) | |
Well nothin' was found ‘till the Brown River flooded | |
And driftin' down, down went a lifetime of things | |
Stolen cars; cracked up, handguns and bodies | |
Given back, back to the world up above…. | |
Even if you don't want it | |
Even if you don't want it | |
Even if you don't want it | |
Hey baby someday it comes back | |
The river's muddy guts backed up, exploded | |
Spillin' out the facts…fast and a lot | |
Spillin' out the facts of the city's dirty secrets | |
Like a city surfacing from out of the black… | |
Driftin' down, down went a lifetime of secrets | |
Driftin' down, down went a lifetime of things | |
Stolen cars, train tracks, haz mats and bodies | |
Given back, back to the world up above | |
A bag of dead kittens, | |
And mufflers and engines, | |
An army of rats and Colt 45 | |
Bottles and tires and shipwrecks and trashcans | |
A porcelain Jesus, and your old Christmas trees | |
(All) busted and rotten, dismembered, forgotten, | |
Borrowed or stolen, purchased or hot, | |
Brokedown and useless, rusting, disgusting | |
On an unwelcome comeback | |
Are you ready or not? | |
Even if you don't want it | |
Even if you don't want it | |
Even if you don't want it | |
Hey baby someday it comes back |
zuo qu : Bielanko, Bielanko | |
Josephine cracked her eyes black and bloodied | |
Screamin' " Gimme back, back all that money Tyrone" | |
So he snapped her neck back and slapped his lover | |
Put a bullet in her brain and threw her body off the bridge | |
sssshhhhh | |
Well nothin' was found ' till the Brown River flooded | |
And driftin' down, down went a lifetime of things | |
Stolen cars cracked up, handguns and bodies | |
Given back, back to the world up above. | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Hey baby someday it comes back | |
The river' s muddy guts backed up, exploded | |
Spillin' out the facts fast and a lot | |
Spillin' out the facts of the city' s dirty secrets | |
Like a city surfacing from out of the black | |
Driftin' down, down went a lifetime of secrets | |
Driftin' down, down went a lifetime of things | |
Stolen cars, train tracks, haz mats and bodies | |
Given back, back to the world up above | |
A bag of dead kittens, | |
And mufflers and engines, | |
An army of rats and Colt 45 | |
Bottles and tires and shipwrecks and trashcans | |
A porcelain Jesus, and your old Christmas trees | |
All busted and rotten, dismembered, forgotten, | |
Borrowed or stolen, purchased or hot, | |
Brokedown and useless, rusting, disgusting | |
On an unwelcome comeback | |
Are you ready or not? | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Hey baby someday it comes back |
zuò qǔ : Bielanko, Bielanko | |
Josephine cracked her eyes black and bloodied | |
Screamin' " Gimme back, back all that money Tyrone" | |
So he snapped her neck back and slapped his lover | |
Put a bullet in her brain and threw her body off the bridge | |
sssshhhhh | |
Well nothin' was found ' till the Brown River flooded | |
And driftin' down, down went a lifetime of things | |
Stolen cars cracked up, handguns and bodies | |
Given back, back to the world up above. | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Hey baby someday it comes back | |
The river' s muddy guts backed up, exploded | |
Spillin' out the facts fast and a lot | |
Spillin' out the facts of the city' s dirty secrets | |
Like a city surfacing from out of the black | |
Driftin' down, down went a lifetime of secrets | |
Driftin' down, down went a lifetime of things | |
Stolen cars, train tracks, haz mats and bodies | |
Given back, back to the world up above | |
A bag of dead kittens, | |
And mufflers and engines, | |
An army of rats and Colt 45 | |
Bottles and tires and shipwrecks and trashcans | |
A porcelain Jesus, and your old Christmas trees | |
All busted and rotten, dismembered, forgotten, | |
Borrowed or stolen, purchased or hot, | |
Brokedown and useless, rusting, disgusting | |
On an unwelcome comeback | |
Are you ready or not? | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Even if you don' t want it | |
Hey baby someday it comes back |