歌曲 | Methadonia |
歌手 | Fun Lovin' Criminals |
专辑 | Come Find Yourself |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
In methadonia, they weeble and they wobble | |
But they don't fall down | |
You see, the fed has got their back | |
And they say it's better than crack, plus | |
It keeps them mellow and passive. . . | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. | |
There are three around my way, and all day i | |
See them straying, up the block and down the | |
Stairs, comin' in groups but leaving in pairs | |
Like suckers. with their weeks supply | |
Your eye and i see you selling the elixir of life | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. (2x) | |
I see you hangin' on my stoop, you better | |
Swoop before i do, some jammies in your eye | |
Because the place in which you're sent | |
By your liquid orange friend has kept you | |
From it for so long | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. (3x) |
zuo ci : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
In methadonia, they weeble and they wobble | |
But they don' t fall down | |
You see, the fed has got their back | |
And they say it' s better than crack, plus | |
It keeps them mellow and passive. . . | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. | |
There are three around my way, and all day i | |
See them straying, up the block and down the | |
Stairs, comin' in groups but leaving in pairs | |
Like suckers. with their weeks supply | |
Your eye and i see you selling the elixir of life | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. 2x | |
I see you hangin' on my stoop, you better | |
Swoop before i do, some jammies in your eye | |
Because the place in which you' re sent | |
By your liquid orange friend has kept you | |
From it for so long | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. 3x |
zuò cí : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
In methadonia, they weeble and they wobble | |
But they don' t fall down | |
You see, the fed has got their back | |
And they say it' s better than crack, plus | |
It keeps them mellow and passive. . . | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. | |
There are three around my way, and all day i | |
See them straying, up the block and down the | |
Stairs, comin' in groups but leaving in pairs | |
Like suckers. with their weeks supply | |
Your eye and i see you selling the elixir of life | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. 2x | |
I see you hangin' on my stoop, you better | |
Swoop before i do, some jammies in your eye | |
Because the place in which you' re sent | |
By your liquid orange friend has kept you | |
From it for so long | |
And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. 3x |