歌曲 | Dub The Frequencies Of Love |
歌手 | Gogol Bordello |
专辑 | Super Taranta! |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gogol Bordello, Hütz | |
Give me a vision when | |
I got none and thunderbolts in each hand of my own for | |
I'm comin' back to level | |
Everything they taught us wrong | |
With a crave for for panacea | |
World is crawlin' on all fours | |
In a search of a new prayer | |
Gods are throwin' thunderbolts | |
So dub it like toyarisch would | |
Dub it like a best friend could | |
Dub it like a brother would | |
Onto Transmigration! | |
I need leads how to keep going | |
On the trail of ultimate from the streets to the subconscious from subconscious to the | |
God Master tell me how come everything they taught us | |
Always seems to be so god damn wrong | |
In the meantime music from the tiny island | |
Takes over the world | |
Frequencies of love | |
Gather round, oh come on | |
Frequencies of love | |
Overcome, overthrow! | |
So dub it like tovarisch could | |
Say it like a brother would | |
Hold me like a mother would | |
Onto transmigration |
zuo qu : Gogol Bordello, Hü tz | |
Give me a vision when | |
I got none and thunderbolts in each hand of my own for | |
I' m comin' back to level | |
Everything they taught us wrong | |
With a crave for for panacea | |
World is crawlin' on all fours | |
In a search of a new prayer | |
Gods are throwin' thunderbolts | |
So dub it like toyarisch would | |
Dub it like a best friend could | |
Dub it like a brother would | |
Onto Transmigration! | |
I need leads how to keep going | |
On the trail of ultimate from the streets to the subconscious from subconscious to the | |
God Master tell me how come everything they taught us | |
Always seems to be so god damn wrong | |
In the meantime music from the tiny island | |
Takes over the world | |
Frequencies of love | |
Gather round, oh come on | |
Frequencies of love | |
Overcome, overthrow! | |
So dub it like tovarisch could | |
Say it like a brother would | |
Hold me like a mother would | |
Onto transmigration |
zuò qǔ : Gogol Bordello, Hü tz | |
Give me a vision when | |
I got none and thunderbolts in each hand of my own for | |
I' m comin' back to level | |
Everything they taught us wrong | |
With a crave for for panacea | |
World is crawlin' on all fours | |
In a search of a new prayer | |
Gods are throwin' thunderbolts | |
So dub it like toyarisch would | |
Dub it like a best friend could | |
Dub it like a brother would | |
Onto Transmigration! | |
I need leads how to keep going | |
On the trail of ultimate from the streets to the subconscious from subconscious to the | |
God Master tell me how come everything they taught us | |
Always seems to be so god damn wrong | |
In the meantime music from the tiny island | |
Takes over the world | |
Frequencies of love | |
Gather round, oh come on | |
Frequencies of love | |
Overcome, overthrow! | |
So dub it like tovarisch could | |
Say it like a brother would | |
Hold me like a mother would | |
Onto transmigration |