歌曲 | Rubidoux |
歌手 | Cold War Kids |
专辑 | Robbers & Cowards |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cold War Kids | |
So let's go deadbolt your shed door | |
Cram your paper money snug closer than before | |
Chandeliers are falling in graveyard rows | |
And your eyes are shifting dials like | |
AM radios | |
Snowed over river melted more last night | |
Still the same to shovel windshields of spidered ice | |
Yes, yes mother | |
I mean to be baptized | |
Seeds that make the high ground grow and multiply | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
Few feet float above these | |
Persian throw rugs | |
And tuck themselves in percussion as succession was | |
Tonight as single simple folk played themselves slow | |
Just like talking city blues down in the hallway low | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
I suggest that you respect the deal | |
And keep your nose out of business of | |
Priests and holy men, the life you have chosen | |
Is filled with dirty fingernails | |
And lost and founds and cancelled appointments 10 more avenues time to choose | |
And there's rain that'll fall down in five | |
There's 50 doors to choose from and there's many more | |
Many more inside inside inside | |
And the nighttime's going to come | |
The nighttime's going to come | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Just empty desert light | |
Just empty desert light | |
Just empty desert light |
zuo qu : Cold War Kids | |
So let' s go deadbolt your shed door | |
Cram your paper money snug closer than before | |
Chandeliers are falling in graveyard rows | |
And your eyes are shifting dials like | |
AM radios | |
Snowed over river melted more last night | |
Still the same to shovel windshields of spidered ice | |
Yes, yes mother | |
I mean to be baptized | |
Seeds that make the high ground grow and multiply | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
Few feet float above these | |
Persian throw rugs | |
And tuck themselves in percussion as succession was | |
Tonight as single simple folk played themselves slow | |
Just like talking city blues down in the hallway low | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
I suggest that you respect the deal | |
And keep your nose out of business of | |
Priests and holy men, the life you have chosen | |
Is filled with dirty fingernails | |
And lost and founds and cancelled appointments 10 more avenues time to choose | |
And there' s rain that' ll fall down in five | |
There' s 50 doors to choose from and there' s many more | |
Many more inside inside inside | |
And the nighttime' s going to come | |
The nighttime' s going to come | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Just empty desert light | |
Just empty desert light | |
Just empty desert light |
zuò qǔ : Cold War Kids | |
So let' s go deadbolt your shed door | |
Cram your paper money snug closer than before | |
Chandeliers are falling in graveyard rows | |
And your eyes are shifting dials like | |
AM radios | |
Snowed over river melted more last night | |
Still the same to shovel windshields of spidered ice | |
Yes, yes mother | |
I mean to be baptized | |
Seeds that make the high ground grow and multiply | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
Few feet float above these | |
Persian throw rugs | |
And tuck themselves in percussion as succession was | |
Tonight as single simple folk played themselves slow | |
Just like talking city blues down in the hallway low | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
I suggest that you respect the deal | |
And keep your nose out of business of | |
Priests and holy men, the life you have chosen | |
Is filled with dirty fingernails | |
And lost and founds and cancelled appointments 10 more avenues time to choose | |
And there' s rain that' ll fall down in five | |
There' s 50 doors to choose from and there' s many more | |
Many more inside inside inside | |
And the nighttime' s going to come | |
The nighttime' s going to come | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight | |
What did you expect? | |
Romantic Isle of | |
Wight? Just empty desert light | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Drive to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night | |
Just empty desert light | |
Just empty desert light | |
Just empty desert light |