歌曲 | Rebel Yell |
歌手 | Children of Bodom |
专辑 | Are You Dead Yet? |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Last night a little dancer | |
Came dancin' to my door | |
Last night a little angel | |
Came pumpin cross my floor | |
She said, ‽Honey, baby | |
You got a license for love†| |
And if it expires | |
Bring Hell from above because | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, more, more, more | |
More, more, more | |
She don't like slavery | |
She wont sit and beg | |
But when you tied her open | |
She's near to being | |
What set you free | |
Brought you to me, babe | |
What set you free? | |
I need you here by me because | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, more, more, more | |
I walk the walls for you, babe | |
10,000 miles for you | |
I dried your tears of pain | |
A thousand times | |
For I'd sell my soul for you, babe | |
For money to burn with you | |
I'd give you all and have none, babe | |
Just to, just to, just to | |
Just to have you here by me | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
More, more, more |
Last night a little dancer | |
Came dancin' to my door | |
Last night a little angel | |
Came pumpin cross my floor | |
She said, Honey, baby | |
You got a license for love | |
And if it expires | |
Bring Hell from above because | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, more, more, more | |
More, more, more | |
She don' t like slavery | |
She wont sit and beg | |
But when you tied her open | |
She' s near to being | |
What set you free | |
Brought you to me, babe | |
What set you free? | |
I need you here by me because | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, more, more, more | |
I walk the walls for you, babe | |
10, 000 miles for you | |
I dried your tears of pain | |
A thousand times | |
For I' d sell my soul for you, babe | |
For money to burn with you | |
I' d give you all and have none, babe | |
Just to, just to, just to | |
Just to have you here by me | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
More, more, more |
Last night a little dancer | |
Came dancin' to my door | |
Last night a little angel | |
Came pumpin cross my floor | |
She said, Honey, baby | |
You got a license for love | |
And if it expires | |
Bring Hell from above because | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, more, more, more | |
More, more, more | |
She don' t like slavery | |
She wont sit and beg | |
But when you tied her open | |
She' s near to being | |
What set you free | |
Brought you to me, babe | |
What set you free? | |
I need you here by me because | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, more, more, more | |
I walk the walls for you, babe | |
10, 000 miles for you | |
I dried your tears of pain | |
A thousand times | |
For I' d sell my soul for you, babe | |
For money to burn with you | |
I' d give you all and have none, babe | |
Just to, just to, just to | |
Just to have you here by me | |
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more | |
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more | |
More, more, more |