The Grim Trucker 歌词

	作词 : Sexsmith
	When the moon is only a shadow
	And the world is wiping her eyes
	The grim trucker darkens the meadow
	To the market he never drives
	All the pigs go down the hill
	Past the police station
	Across the tracks
	They turn right at the next light
	And they never come back
	See the sleepy-eyed little children
	As we bus 'em off to school
	To a greasy grimy ol' building
	With a rusty golden rule
	All the pigs go down the hill
	Past the police station
	Across the tracks
	They turn right at the next light
	And they never come back
	Never come back
	Fill our face with eggs and bacon
	While this question weighs on our minds
	Will we wake to wings up in Heaven?
	Or to hooves and snout in our next life?
	Some say if we get it right in this life
	Then we never come back
	We never come back...
	Never come back, never come back
	We never come back, never come back, never come back
	Never come back

	zuo ci : Sexsmith
	When the moon is only a shadow
	And the world is wiping her eyes
	The grim trucker darkens the meadow
	To the market he never drives
	All the pigs go down the hill
	Past the police station
	Across the tracks
	They turn right at the next light
	And they never come back
	See the sleepyeyed little children
	As we bus ' em off to school
	To a greasy grimy ol' building
	With a rusty golden rule
	All the pigs go down the hill
	Past the police station
	Across the tracks
	They turn right at the next light
	And they never come back
	Never come back
	Fill our face with eggs and bacon
	While this question weighs on our minds
	Will we wake to wings up in Heaven?
	Or to hooves and snout in our next life?
	Some say if we get it right in this life
	Then we never come back
	We never come back...
	Never come back, never come back
	We never come back, never come back, never come back
	Never come back

	zuò cí : Sexsmith
	When the moon is only a shadow
	And the world is wiping her eyes
	The grim trucker darkens the meadow
	To the market he never drives
	All the pigs go down the hill
	Past the police station
	Across the tracks
	They turn right at the next light
	And they never come back
	See the sleepyeyed little children
	As we bus ' em off to school
	To a greasy grimy ol' building
	With a rusty golden rule
	All the pigs go down the hill
	Past the police station
	Across the tracks
	They turn right at the next light
	And they never come back
	Never come back
	Fill our face with eggs and bacon
	While this question weighs on our minds
	Will we wake to wings up in Heaven?
	Or to hooves and snout in our next life?
	Some say if we get it right in this life
	Then we never come back
	We never come back...
	Never come back, never come back
	We never come back, never come back, never come back
	Never come back

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