| 歌曲 | 51-7 |
| 歌手 | Camper Van Beethoven |
| 专辑 | New Roman Times |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lowery, Segel | |
| I've been through all kinds of changes | |
| Cut my hair, dyed it black in stages | |
| Been in trouble with the law, | |
| but that's all | |
| over now | |
| ready for the big time, 51-7. | |
| Left home, don't think my father or brothers ever noticed | |
| Mom, half-baked on weed and Scientology | |
| My father ? | |
| well, don't you never mind | |
| I'm ready for the big time, 51-7. | |
| You think you're strong enough | |
| You think you're tough enough | |
| You think you got what it's take | |
| until you're 51-7 | |
| You think you're smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| but you don't know anything | |
| until you're 51-7 | |
| 51-7 | |
| 51-7 | |
| 51-7 | |
| 51-7 | |
| Nothing to believe in except for god and country | |
| Can't stand to see them pushed around, messed with, or ****ed up | |
| It'll give me a chance to show the world what I'm made of | |
| Come on, come on, 51-7 | |
| You think you're tough enough | |
| You think you've seen everything | |
| But you ain't seen anything | |
| Until you're 51-7 | |
| You think you're smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| But you don't know anything | |
| Until you're 51-7 | |
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| You think you're strong enough | |
| You think you're tough enough | |
| You think you've got what it takes | |
| to be 51-7 | |
| You think you're smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| But you don't know shit...for brains | |
| Until you're 51-7 | |
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| zuo ci : Lowery, Segel | |
| I' ve been through all kinds of changes | |
| Cut my hair, dyed it black in stages | |
| Been in trouble with the law, | |
| but that' s all | |
| over now | |
| ready for the big time, 517. | |
| Left home, don' t think my father or brothers ever noticed | |
| Mom, halfbaked on weed and Scientology | |
| My father nbsp? | |
| well, don' t you never mind | |
| I' m ready for the big time, 517. | |
| You think you' re strong enough | |
| You think you' re tough enough | |
| You think you got what it' s take | |
| until you' re 517 | |
| You think you' re smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| but you don' t know anything | |
| until you' re 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| Nothing to believe in except for god and country | |
| Can' t stand to see them pushed around, messed with, or ed up | |
| It' ll give me a chance to show the world what I' m made of | |
| Come on, come on, 517 | |
| You think you' re tough enough | |
| You think you' ve seen everything | |
| But you ain' t seen anything | |
| Until you' re 517 | |
| You think you' re smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| But you don' t know anything | |
| Until you' re 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| You think you' re strong enough | |
| You think you' re tough enough | |
| You think you' ve got what it takes | |
| to be 517 | |
| You think you' re smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| But you don' t know shit... for brains | |
| Until you' re 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
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| zuò cí : Lowery, Segel | |
| I' ve been through all kinds of changes | |
| Cut my hair, dyed it black in stages | |
| Been in trouble with the law, | |
| but that' s all | |
| over now | |
| ready for the big time, 517. | |
| Left home, don' t think my father or brothers ever noticed | |
| Mom, halfbaked on weed and Scientology | |
| My father nbsp? | |
| well, don' t you never mind | |
| I' m ready for the big time, 517. | |
| You think you' re strong enough | |
| You think you' re tough enough | |
| You think you got what it' s take | |
| until you' re 517 | |
| You think you' re smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| but you don' t know anything | |
| until you' re 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| Nothing to believe in except for god and country | |
| Can' t stand to see them pushed around, messed with, or ed up | |
| It' ll give me a chance to show the world what I' m made of | |
| Come on, come on, 517 | |
| You think you' re tough enough | |
| You think you' ve seen everything | |
| But you ain' t seen anything | |
| Until you' re 517 | |
| You think you' re smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| But you don' t know anything | |
| Until you' re 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| 517 | |
| You think you' re strong enough | |
| You think you' re tough enough | |
| You think you' ve got what it takes | |
| to be 517 | |
| You think you' re smart enough | |
| You think you know everything | |
| But you don' t know shit... for brains | |
| Until you' re 517 | |
| 517 | |
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