歌曲 | The Centre Bullet |
歌手 | Skinny Puppy |
专辑 | Bites |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Skinny Puppy | |
Dead shot through the temple in the temple heard the preacher screech! | |
I bored you full of holes, | |
Lucretia, saw you crease up in a ball, as if you swallowed your own poison followed as you crawled up to the altar. | |
I watched the tabernacle choir bawling in a bath of sacramental wine... | |
You laced it, but it tastes just fine to me! | |
Yes, it's 89 - 's' a good year... | |
Let's hear it now for good old (bittersweet) '89... | |
Let's hear it now for good old '89. | |
We took our seats, we watched them stringing up a chicken (kept on kicking) as they kicked away the chair... | |
They fed it strychnine! | |
We kept on staring, sick and sordid, as you pulled another bullet from my belt and fired! | |
Count to nine... (ninety nine)... count to nine. | |
I caught it in my teeth, | |
I licked it clean, | |
I chewed it, | |
I chewed it, struck a match... | |
I flew a dozen stories to my stool behind a widow. | |
Sure I'm small, but big enough (I'm big enough), to send a bullet through your head. | |
A bullet through the center of your head! | |
I'll send a bullet through the center of your head. | |
Center bullet... | |
Rent a bullet... |
zuo qu : Skinny Puppy | |
Dead shot through the temple in the temple heard the preacher screech! | |
I bored you full of holes, | |
Lucretia, saw you crease up in a ball, as if you swallowed your own poison followed as you crawled up to the altar. | |
I watched the tabernacle choir bawling in a bath of sacramental wine... | |
You laced it, but it tastes just fine to me! | |
Yes, it' s 89 ' s' a good year... | |
Let' s hear it now for good old bittersweet ' 89... | |
Let' s hear it now for good old ' 89. | |
We took our seats, we watched them stringing up a chicken kept on kicking as they kicked away the chair... | |
They fed it strychnine! | |
We kept on staring, sick and sordid, as you pulled another bullet from my belt and fired! | |
Count to nine... ninety nine... count to nine. | |
I caught it in my teeth, | |
I licked it clean, | |
I chewed it, | |
I chewed it, struck a match... | |
I flew a dozen stories to my stool behind a widow. | |
Sure I' m small, but big enough I' m big enough, to send a bullet through your head. | |
A bullet through the center of your head! | |
I' ll send a bullet through the center of your head. | |
Center bullet... | |
Rent a bullet... |
zuò qǔ : Skinny Puppy | |
Dead shot through the temple in the temple heard the preacher screech! | |
I bored you full of holes, | |
Lucretia, saw you crease up in a ball, as if you swallowed your own poison followed as you crawled up to the altar. | |
I watched the tabernacle choir bawling in a bath of sacramental wine... | |
You laced it, but it tastes just fine to me! | |
Yes, it' s 89 ' s' a good year... | |
Let' s hear it now for good old bittersweet ' 89... | |
Let' s hear it now for good old ' 89. | |
We took our seats, we watched them stringing up a chicken kept on kicking as they kicked away the chair... | |
They fed it strychnine! | |
We kept on staring, sick and sordid, as you pulled another bullet from my belt and fired! | |
Count to nine... ninety nine... count to nine. | |
I caught it in my teeth, | |
I licked it clean, | |
I chewed it, | |
I chewed it, struck a match... | |
I flew a dozen stories to my stool behind a widow. | |
Sure I' m small, but big enough I' m big enough, to send a bullet through your head. | |
A bullet through the center of your head! | |
I' ll send a bullet through the center of your head. | |
Center bullet... | |
Rent a bullet... |