Hey Hey Hurray 歌词
| 歌曲 | Hey Hey Hurray |
| 歌手 | Ryan Bingham |
| 专辑 | Roadhouse Sun |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bingham | |
| Hey hey, what can you say | |
| You might head out to | |
| California | |
| Think you got you something to say | |
| Who knows, who cares anyway | |
| Oh no, don't make a stand | |
| You might piss off the government man | |
| He might put a pistol in your hand | |
| Put you on a boat to go play in the sand | |
| Sand castles in the sky | |
| Jimmy's gonna play when | |
| I dieFace first in the mud | |
| Don't talk back 'cause he's got a gun | |
| Drivin' fast | |
| See how long your heart can last | |
| Can that gypsy see your past? | |
| Save you from the devil's wrath | |
| Hell no, I won't go | |
| I'm gonna roll bones with the devil you know | |
| Take all of his silver and gold | |
| Put it in the hands of the poor folk | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| Something's squeezin' out your brain | |
| Whippin' your ass with a restaurant chain | |
| Pumpin' that poison in your vein | |
| Tell the blind that they will see | |
| They can't afford that pharmacy | |
| Cut it down if it don't agree | |
| Do you really care what a sick man needs? | |
| Down on the ground you freaked out clown | |
| Can't be sayin' them things out loud | |
| Better off turnin' that smile to a frown | |
| Hands on your head till you all calm down | |
| Hey hey, what do you say | |
| Is everybody scared of the man these days? | |
| Scared to be you, scared to be me | |
| Scared to believe that you can see | |
| People in need, burstin' at the seams | |
| Oh no, where do you go? | |
| Blisters on your feet with your frozen toes | |
| Everybody's tryin' to save your soul | |
| Teachin' you things you already know | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| The cops will taser all of your brains | |
| Can't be sayin' them crazy things | |
| Ain't enough money in change these days | |
| Corporate money singin' jing a ling | |
| Won't you believe in the president's ways? | |
| Give your rights away and say hurray | |
| HurrayHey hey, what can say? | |
| They pulled the plug on your membrane | |
| Back to the streets with dope to blame | |
| Puttin' your voice back in its place | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| You think that they can change their ways | |
| I bet they can if they get paid | |
| Prozac will come save the day | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| The big man spends your hard earned pay | |
| Yellow brick roads have turned to clay | |
| Chokin' blue collars to a dollar a day | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| Shut your mouth or get in the way | |
| Speak your mind or go insane | |
| It's a choice that you can make | |
| How long can you get along? | |
| Do you really need to drop them bombs? | |
| Write your words down on a bong | |
| Roll that joint and smoke this song |
| zuo qu : Bingham | |
| Hey hey, what can you say | |
| You might head out to | |
| California | |
| Think you got you something to say | |
| Who knows, who cares anyway | |
| Oh no, don' t make a stand | |
| You might piss off the government man | |
| He might put a pistol in your hand | |
| Put you on a boat to go play in the sand | |
| Sand castles in the sky | |
| Jimmy' s gonna play when | |
| I dieFace first in the mud | |
| Don' t talk back ' cause he' s got a gun | |
| Drivin' fast | |
| See how long your heart can last | |
| Can that gypsy see your past? | |
| Save you from the devil' s wrath | |
| Hell no, I won' t go | |
| I' m gonna roll bones with the devil you know | |
| Take all of his silver and gold | |
| Put it in the hands of the poor folk | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| Something' s squeezin' out your brain | |
| Whippin' your ass with a restaurant chain | |
| Pumpin' that poison in your vein | |
| Tell the blind that they will see | |
| They can' t afford that pharmacy | |
| Cut it down if it don' t agree | |
| Do you really care what a sick man needs? | |
| Down on the ground you freaked out clown | |
| Can' t be sayin' them things out loud | |
| Better off turnin' that smile to a frown | |
| Hands on your head till you all calm down | |
| Hey hey, what do you say | |
| Is everybody scared of the man these days? | |
| Scared to be you, scared to be me | |
| Scared to believe that you can see | |
| People in need, burstin' at the seams | |
| Oh no, where do you go? | |
| Blisters on your feet with your frozen toes | |
| Everybody' s tryin' to save your soul | |
| Teachin' you things you already know | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| The cops will taser all of your brains | |
| Can' t be sayin' them crazy things | |
| Ain' t enough money in change these days | |
| Corporate money singin' jing a ling | |
| Won' t you believe in the president' s ways? | |
| Give your rights away and say hurray | |
| HurrayHey hey, what can say? | |
| They pulled the plug on your membrane | |
| Back to the streets with dope to blame | |
| Puttin' your voice back in its place | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| You think that they can change their ways | |
| I bet they can if they get paid | |
| Prozac will come save the day | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| The big man spends your hard earned pay | |
| Yellow brick roads have turned to clay | |
| Chokin' blue collars to a dollar a day | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| Shut your mouth or get in the way | |
| Speak your mind or go insane | |
| It' s a choice that you can make | |
| How long can you get along? | |
| Do you really need to drop them bombs? | |
| Write your words down on a bong | |
| Roll that joint and smoke this song |
| zuò qǔ : Bingham | |
| Hey hey, what can you say | |
| You might head out to | |
| California | |
| Think you got you something to say | |
| Who knows, who cares anyway | |
| Oh no, don' t make a stand | |
| You might piss off the government man | |
| He might put a pistol in your hand | |
| Put you on a boat to go play in the sand | |
| Sand castles in the sky | |
| Jimmy' s gonna play when | |
| I dieFace first in the mud | |
| Don' t talk back ' cause he' s got a gun | |
| Drivin' fast | |
| See how long your heart can last | |
| Can that gypsy see your past? | |
| Save you from the devil' s wrath | |
| Hell no, I won' t go | |
| I' m gonna roll bones with the devil you know | |
| Take all of his silver and gold | |
| Put it in the hands of the poor folk | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| Something' s squeezin' out your brain | |
| Whippin' your ass with a restaurant chain | |
| Pumpin' that poison in your vein | |
| Tell the blind that they will see | |
| They can' t afford that pharmacy | |
| Cut it down if it don' t agree | |
| Do you really care what a sick man needs? | |
| Down on the ground you freaked out clown | |
| Can' t be sayin' them things out loud | |
| Better off turnin' that smile to a frown | |
| Hands on your head till you all calm down | |
| Hey hey, what do you say | |
| Is everybody scared of the man these days? | |
| Scared to be you, scared to be me | |
| Scared to believe that you can see | |
| People in need, burstin' at the seams | |
| Oh no, where do you go? | |
| Blisters on your feet with your frozen toes | |
| Everybody' s tryin' to save your soul | |
| Teachin' you things you already know | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| The cops will taser all of your brains | |
| Can' t be sayin' them crazy things | |
| Ain' t enough money in change these days | |
| Corporate money singin' jing a ling | |
| Won' t you believe in the president' s ways? | |
| Give your rights away and say hurray | |
| HurrayHey hey, what can say? | |
| They pulled the plug on your membrane | |
| Back to the streets with dope to blame | |
| Puttin' your voice back in its place | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| You think that they can change their ways | |
| I bet they can if they get paid | |
| Prozac will come save the day | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| The big man spends your hard earned pay | |
| Yellow brick roads have turned to clay | |
| Chokin' blue collars to a dollar a day | |
| Hey hey, what can you say? | |
| Shut your mouth or get in the way | |
| Speak your mind or go insane | |
| It' s a choice that you can make | |
| How long can you get along? | |
| Do you really need to drop them bombs? | |
| Write your words down on a bong | |
| Roll that joint and smoke this song |
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