歌曲 | Armageddonsong |
歌手 | Daniel Knox |
专辑 | Evryman For Himself |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
There are worse things than a crowd | |
And though to break away is frowned upon | |
It’s usually allowed | |
And if there’s anything to take away | |
From lessons you’ve been taught | |
It’s prob’ly that | |
You ought to do it | |
On your own | |
All alone | |
In a room or on the town | |
Doesn’t matter who’s around | |
Everyday’s a second chance | |
It’s still the same old song and | |
Dance . . . | |
Armageddon's coming soon | |
The sun will crash into the moon | |
But we will still have breakfast | |
They’ll hand the world to monkeys and dogs | |
Who’ll rip it apart like lincoln-logs | |
Makes you want to kill someone | |
Getting older, getting fatter | |
People asking what’s that matter | |
Smile and say godbless you | |
When you kill me everyday | |
The public and the private way | |
You gotta go sometime | |
You gotta go sometimes soon | |
Girlfriend, boyfriend | |
Husband and wife | |
Oh, what a horrible | |
Contemptible, miserable life | |
Imbeciles with alibis | |
Imbeciles that multiply | |
Searching for the answer | |
Billboards tell me where to go | |
Billboards for my favorite show | |
Syphilis and cancer | |
Syphilis and cancer | |
Hah-hahaha | |
Hah-hahaha | |
Hah-hahaha-ah-haha | |
Hah-hahaha | |
Hah-hahaha | |
Hah-hahaha-ah-haha |
There are worse things than a crowd | |
And though to break away is frowned upon | |
It' s usually allowed | |
And if there' s anything to take away | |
From lessons you' ve been taught | |
It' s prob' ly that | |
You ought to do it | |
On your own | |
All alone | |
In a room or on the town | |
Doesn' t matter who' s around | |
Everyday' s a second chance | |
It' s still the same old song and | |
Dance . . . | |
Armageddon' s coming soon | |
The sun will crash into the moon | |
But we will still have breakfast | |
They' ll hand the world to monkeys and dogs | |
Who' ll rip it apart like lincolnlogs | |
Makes you want to kill someone | |
Getting older, getting fatter | |
People asking what' s that matter | |
Smile and say godbless you | |
When you kill me everyday | |
The public and the private way | |
You gotta go sometime | |
You gotta go sometimes soon | |
Girlfriend, boyfriend | |
Husband and wife | |
Oh, what a horrible | |
Contemptible, miserable life | |
Imbeciles with alibis | |
Imbeciles that multiply | |
Searching for the answer | |
Billboards tell me where to go | |
Billboards for my favorite show | |
Syphilis and cancer | |
Syphilis and cancer | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahahaahhaha | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahahaahhaha |
There are worse things than a crowd | |
And though to break away is frowned upon | |
It' s usually allowed | |
And if there' s anything to take away | |
From lessons you' ve been taught | |
It' s prob' ly that | |
You ought to do it | |
On your own | |
All alone | |
In a room or on the town | |
Doesn' t matter who' s around | |
Everyday' s a second chance | |
It' s still the same old song and | |
Dance . . . | |
Armageddon' s coming soon | |
The sun will crash into the moon | |
But we will still have breakfast | |
They' ll hand the world to monkeys and dogs | |
Who' ll rip it apart like lincolnlogs | |
Makes you want to kill someone | |
Getting older, getting fatter | |
People asking what' s that matter | |
Smile and say godbless you | |
When you kill me everyday | |
The public and the private way | |
You gotta go sometime | |
You gotta go sometimes soon | |
Girlfriend, boyfriend | |
Husband and wife | |
Oh, what a horrible | |
Contemptible, miserable life | |
Imbeciles with alibis | |
Imbeciles that multiply | |
Searching for the answer | |
Billboards tell me where to go | |
Billboards for my favorite show | |
Syphilis and cancer | |
Syphilis and cancer | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahahaahhaha | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahaha | |
Hahhahahaahhaha |