歌曲 | Bread And Butter |
歌手 | The Waitresses |
专辑 | Best Of The Waitresses: 20th Century Masters: The Millennium Collection |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
tell me, say it again | |
how things are getting better | |
i’ll pretend to believe it | |
as long as this foot’s on my neck | |
now what’s being taken away? | |
what else am I giving up? | |
choked on illusion and myth | |
I believed in pistons | |
trusted malls and movies | |
that’s how the bait and the hook | |
plays one against the other | |
playing games with my bread and butter | |
how do you like you new house? | |
how do you like your new car? | |
you say you never got ‘em? | |
no kidding...me neither. | |
what do you think of that new car? | |
what do you think of those new clothes? | |
come on, tell me, no one’s listening | |
how you thought there’d always be plenty | |
of bread and butter | |
held back, biting my tongue | |
with great expectations | |
I learned your language | |
now I know how to curse | |
threats that keep me in line | |
lie or lose my bread and butter | |
can’t drug or dance it away | |
can’t get away from it all | |
guess what? I’m “it”. | |
as the world winds down | |
and I slam into limits | |
frozen in and frozen out of my | |
bread and butter |
tell me, say it again | |
how things are getting better | |
i' ll pretend to believe it | |
as long as this foot' s on my neck | |
now what' s being taken away? | |
what else am I giving up? | |
choked on illusion and myth | |
I believed in pistons | |
trusted malls and movies | |
that' s how the bait and the hook | |
plays one against the other | |
playing games with my bread and butter | |
how do you like you new house? | |
how do you like your new car? | |
you say you never got ' em? | |
no kidding... me neither. | |
what do you think of that new car? | |
what do you think of those new clothes? | |
come on, tell me, no one' s listening | |
how you thought there' d always be plenty | |
of bread and butter | |
held back, biting my tongue | |
with great expectations | |
I learned your language | |
now I know how to curse | |
threats that keep me in line | |
lie or lose my bread and butter | |
can' t drug or dance it away | |
can' t get away from it all | |
guess what? I' m " it". | |
as the world winds down | |
and I slam into limits | |
frozen in and frozen out of my | |
bread and butter |
tell me, say it again | |
how things are getting better | |
i' ll pretend to believe it | |
as long as this foot' s on my neck | |
now what' s being taken away? | |
what else am I giving up? | |
choked on illusion and myth | |
I believed in pistons | |
trusted malls and movies | |
that' s how the bait and the hook | |
plays one against the other | |
playing games with my bread and butter | |
how do you like you new house? | |
how do you like your new car? | |
you say you never got ' em? | |
no kidding... me neither. | |
what do you think of that new car? | |
what do you think of those new clothes? | |
come on, tell me, no one' s listening | |
how you thought there' d always be plenty | |
of bread and butter | |
held back, biting my tongue | |
with great expectations | |
I learned your language | |
now I know how to curse | |
threats that keep me in line | |
lie or lose my bread and butter | |
can' t drug or dance it away | |
can' t get away from it all | |
guess what? I' m " it". | |
as the world winds down | |
and I slam into limits | |
frozen in and frozen out of my | |
bread and butter |