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In My Backyard

歌曲	In My Backyard
歌手	Dead Celebrity Status
专辑	Blood Music

歌词

	I'm like a
	Bat Out of
	Hell, being pulled by
	Black Stallions.
	Waiting for
	Metallica to make another
	Black Album.
	Queen of The
	Stone Age guage,
	I'm fenced in.
	Watching doves cry in this purple rain that
	I'm drenched in.
	I'm having a clean day, when
	I clash with the sounds.
	Now I'm a basketcase, until you come around.
	This world's like a vortex trying to suck me in,
	I'm lucky to play the role of a drowning
	Jeff Buckley.
	I'm an Out
	Kast in the
	Stankonia land,
	Now throw your hands in the air and do the hokey dance.
	Jane's Addiction got me seeing deep purple.
	Need to find the perfect tune to make
	A Perfect
	Circle. Riding a white pony?
	That explains my
	Deftones.
	I'm Illmatic like a storm on this microphone.
	Walking across
	Abbey Road with
	Ringo Starr.
	But Yoko Ono was here, so we had to split apart!
	There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
	And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars.
	They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
	And they all wanna be rockstars, rockstars.
	They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	I'm a Stone
	Temple Pilot, riding this
	Crazy Train.
	I need a Black
	Sabbath to break
	Alice from her chains.
	Rode into
	Iowa with a
	Slip and a
	Knot, 'cuz i got a
	Liscence to
	Ill, so whatcha, whatcha want?
	On a Black
	Sunday, I walked up
	Cypress Hill, until
	I crashed into a dashboard and walked into a confessional.
	I'm just an
	Audioslave on the run, in a
	SoundGarden waiting for this
	Blackhole
	Sun to come.
	My crew is my feelings, sprayed
	Led like Zeppelin.
	Trying to find my way up the
	Stairway To
	Heaven. I'll trick you with this massive attack of
	Back In Black.
	Raging Against the
	Machine just like
	Zack. I used to have the common sense to walk or die.
	Used to hold
	Guns And Roses, now
	I hold double revolvers.
	Met this girl named
	Charlotte, she looked
	Good in my bed, 'til my
	Bizket went
	Limp 'cuz she wouldn't give me
	Portishead.
	There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
	And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars.
	They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
	And they all wanna be rockstars, rockstars.
	They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	I found a
	Message in a
	Bottle so
	I called the
	Police. I met a
	Material Girl who said
	Poppa Don't
	Preach. They say love bites like an angry
	Def Lepperd, like a
	Nine Inch
	Nail being pushed in by
	Trent Rezner.
	I got a Sex
	Pistol and a
	Gang of Bloodhounds, who walked up to a
	House of Pain and made
	Lethal Jump
	Around. I ate
	Chop Suey while watching
	System of a
	Down, fell asleep in
	Linkin's Park and woke up in
	Marcy's Playground.
	Sniffing White
	Stripes with a
	Seven Nation
	Army, waiting for
	Marilyn Manson to egg it on me.
	Public Police got me lost in mix tapes.
	Oops, I did it again, and
	I made Britney
	Spears my slave.
	I made it to
	Brooklyn and
	I still can't sleep.
	I got a Radiohead, now they call me a creep.
	I parachute on a cold day, when
	I Coldplay the streets.
	I'm dieing to be famous, like both of
	J-lo's ass cheeks.
	There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
	And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars.
	They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
	And they all wanna be rockstars, rockstars.
	They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
	But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.