歌曲 | Going Out With The Dead |
歌手 | Randy |
专辑 | Randy The Band |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Randy | |
Tonight I'm going out with the dead. | |
I got a little rendezvous on my deathbed. | |
Had a fatal embrace, a cardia-caress. | |
But I was blessed with the final request. | |
Here's my glass. | |
Fill her up. | |
Let's see a little class, will you fill me a full cup. | |
Cause I'm going out with the dead. | |
And we keep our meters in the red. | |
Oh, no regrets. | |
Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
Mommy better keep her eyes peeled. | |
Keep her steady, both hands on the wheel. | |
Daddy better stay in his seat. | |
Burning rubber in a little white cloud of speed and heat. | |
Hey, ho, a tank full of nitro. | |
Night after night that's two nights in a row. | |
So swing low little bro. | |
Take it slow. | |
Around here we all got a few cracks in our halos. | |
But oh, no. | |
No regrets. | |
Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
Away and ahead, god let me be led. | |
By the lifeless instead.. | |
Dead! |
zuo qu : Randy | |
Tonight I' m going out with the dead. | |
I got a little rendezvous on my deathbed. | |
Had a fatal embrace, a cardiacaress. | |
But I was blessed with the final request. | |
Here' s my glass. | |
Fill her up. | |
Let' s see a little class, will you fill me a full cup. | |
Cause I' m going out with the dead. | |
And we keep our meters in the red. | |
Oh, no regrets. | |
Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
Mommy better keep her eyes peeled. | |
Keep her steady, both hands on the wheel. | |
Daddy better stay in his seat. | |
Burning rubber in a little white cloud of speed and heat. | |
Hey, ho, a tank full of nitro. | |
Night after night that' s two nights in a row. | |
So swing low little bro. | |
Take it slow. | |
Around here we all got a few cracks in our halos. | |
But oh, no. | |
No regrets. | |
Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
Away and ahead, god let me be led. | |
By the lifeless instead.. | |
Dead! |
zuò qǔ : Randy | |
Tonight I' m going out with the dead. | |
I got a little rendezvous on my deathbed. | |
Had a fatal embrace, a cardiacaress. | |
But I was blessed with the final request. | |
Here' s my glass. | |
Fill her up. | |
Let' s see a little class, will you fill me a full cup. | |
Cause I' m going out with the dead. | |
And we keep our meters in the red. | |
Oh, no regrets. | |
Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
Mommy better keep her eyes peeled. | |
Keep her steady, both hands on the wheel. | |
Daddy better stay in his seat. | |
Burning rubber in a little white cloud of speed and heat. | |
Hey, ho, a tank full of nitro. | |
Night after night that' s two nights in a row. | |
So swing low little bro. | |
Take it slow. | |
Around here we all got a few cracks in our halos. | |
But oh, no. | |
No regrets. | |
Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
Away and ahead, god let me be led. | |
By the lifeless instead.. | |
Dead! |