歌曲 | Listen To My Babe |
歌手 | Fiction Plane |
专辑 | Everything Will Never Be OK |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fiction Plane | |
I don't wanna fight anyway | |
I don't wanna take the things you own | |
I don't wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
I would put them all in a room, | |
Give them all the guns and clips they need, | |
I would put a seed in their minds, | |
To follow as it breaks down greed, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
I wanna put glue down your gun, | |
Imagine pointing that thing at your son, | |
When he dies you tell us who won, | |
And there will be no invasion, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
The children just imagine, | |
Flaming eagles built in patterns, | |
Look outside your eyes and soul, | |
Now tell me who won the war, | |
I don't wanna fight anyway | |
I don't wanna take the things you own | |
I don't wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
I would put them all in a room, | |
Give them all the guns and clips they need, | |
I would put a seed in their minds, | |
To follow as it breaks down greed, | |
I wanna put glue down your gun, | |
Imagine pointing that thing at your son, | |
When he dies you tell us who won, | |
And there will be no invasion, | |
I don't wanna fight anyway | |
I don't wanna take the things you own | |
I don't wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone. |
zuo qu : Fiction Plane | |
I don' t wanna fight anyway | |
I don' t wanna take the things you own | |
I don' t wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
I would put them all in a room, | |
Give them all the guns and clips they need, | |
I would put a seed in their minds, | |
To follow as it breaks down greed, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
I wanna put glue down your gun, | |
Imagine pointing that thing at your son, | |
When he dies you tell us who won, | |
And there will be no invasion, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
The children just imagine, | |
Flaming eagles built in patterns, | |
Look outside your eyes and soul, | |
Now tell me who won the war, | |
I don' t wanna fight anyway | |
I don' t wanna take the things you own | |
I don' t wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
I would put them all in a room, | |
Give them all the guns and clips they need, | |
I would put a seed in their minds, | |
To follow as it breaks down greed, | |
I wanna put glue down your gun, | |
Imagine pointing that thing at your son, | |
When he dies you tell us who won, | |
And there will be no invasion, | |
I don' t wanna fight anyway | |
I don' t wanna take the things you own | |
I don' t wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone. |
zuò qǔ : Fiction Plane | |
I don' t wanna fight anyway | |
I don' t wanna take the things you own | |
I don' t wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
I would put them all in a room, | |
Give them all the guns and clips they need, | |
I would put a seed in their minds, | |
To follow as it breaks down greed, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
I wanna put glue down your gun, | |
Imagine pointing that thing at your son, | |
When he dies you tell us who won, | |
And there will be no invasion, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
The children just imagine, | |
Flaming eagles built in patterns, | |
Look outside your eyes and soul, | |
Now tell me who won the war, | |
I don' t wanna fight anyway | |
I don' t wanna take the things you own | |
I don' t wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
I would put them all in a room, | |
Give them all the guns and clips they need, | |
I would put a seed in their minds, | |
To follow as it breaks down greed, | |
I wanna put glue down your gun, | |
Imagine pointing that thing at your son, | |
When he dies you tell us who won, | |
And there will be no invasion, | |
I don' t wanna fight anyway | |
I don' t wanna take the things you own | |
I don' t wanna put myself at risk | |
So someone else can their thrown, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone, | |
Soldier Machismo, | |
And his morals, | |
Who am I to know what you save me from, | |
What is it to say that if they all lay down, | |
That my home would be gone. |