歌曲 | Puddin' Taine |
歌手 | Primus |
专辑 | Brown Album |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Claypool, Primus | |
Pass the pen there | |
Billy Bob, | |
I'll write us up a song. | |
Or perhaps | |
I'll pen a sonnet, if the melody sits all wrong. | |
Hand me down a crayon, and | |
I'll draw a mighty oak.' | |
Cause of all my brother | |
Masons, I'm the quickest with a joke. | |
Catch me in the right light, you'll see my shapes shaped to please. | |
And if I shank my trousers down, | |
I'm hung just above the knees. | |
You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear my weighty name. | |
I'm the one that told you, told you so, they calls me | |
Puddin' Taine. | |
Now step on up to dance the dance, and touch the hand that heals. | |
Like the tallest hog on | |
Wall street, | |
I'm a wheelin' all the deals. | |
They'll carve my face in marble, they'll etch my name in stone. | |
They'll paint my noble portrait, and historify my home. | |
You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear my weighty name. | |
I'm the one that told you, told you so, they calls me | |
Puddin' Taine. |
zuo ci : Claypool, Primus | |
Pass the pen there | |
Billy Bob, | |
I' ll write us up a song. | |
Or perhaps | |
I' ll pen a sonnet, if the melody sits all wrong. | |
Hand me down a crayon, and | |
I' ll draw a mighty oak.' | |
Cause of all my brother | |
Masons, I' m the quickest with a joke. | |
Catch me in the right light, you' ll see my shapes shaped to please. | |
And if I shank my trousers down, | |
I' m hung just above the knees. | |
You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear my weighty name. | |
I' m the one that told you, told you so, they calls me | |
Puddin' Taine. | |
Now step on up to dance the dance, and touch the hand that heals. | |
Like the tallest hog on | |
Wall street, | |
I' m a wheelin' all the deals. | |
They' ll carve my face in marble, they' ll etch my name in stone. | |
They' ll paint my noble portrait, and historify my home. | |
You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear my weighty name. | |
I' m the one that told you, told you so, they calls me | |
Puddin' Taine. |
zuò cí : Claypool, Primus | |
Pass the pen there | |
Billy Bob, | |
I' ll write us up a song. | |
Or perhaps | |
I' ll pen a sonnet, if the melody sits all wrong. | |
Hand me down a crayon, and | |
I' ll draw a mighty oak.' | |
Cause of all my brother | |
Masons, I' m the quickest with a joke. | |
Catch me in the right light, you' ll see my shapes shaped to please. | |
And if I shank my trousers down, | |
I' m hung just above the knees. | |
You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear my weighty name. | |
I' m the one that told you, told you so, they calls me | |
Puddin' Taine. | |
Now step on up to dance the dance, and touch the hand that heals. | |
Like the tallest hog on | |
Wall street, | |
I' m a wheelin' all the deals. | |
They' ll carve my face in marble, they' ll etch my name in stone. | |
They' ll paint my noble portrait, and historify my home. | |
You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear my weighty name. | |
I' m the one that told you, told you so, they calls me | |
Puddin' Taine. |