歌曲 | They Are Not Like Us |
歌手 | The Walkabouts |
专辑 | Travels In The Dustland |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Fear is weightless | |
Anger weighs a ton | |
Throw money at it | |
And they swear they're done | |
Then they drive out here | |
To investigate some crime | |
But the trails gone cold | |
So that buys us time | |
They are not like us | |
'Cause they can't stare it down | |
And they don't drink like us | |
'Cause they don't make a sound | |
We will not go silent | |
Silent to our end | |
We will not go silent | |
They need a "them" | |
So they'll have an "us" | |
Planned it that way | |
It's just our luck | |
We walk an edge | |
That won't fold back | |
But it tastes like courage | |
Something that they lack | |
I'll race them to oblivion | |
When I count to three | |
I'll race them to oblivion | |
They'll get there before me | |
Race them to oblivion | |
Come when it will | |
Come when it may | |
The desert teaches ‘cause it takes away | |
We are bird | |
And we are snake | |
Bones of laughter | |
Thorns of hate |
Fear is weightless | |
Anger weighs a ton | |
Throw money at it | |
And they swear they' re done | |
Then they drive out here | |
To investigate some crime | |
But the trails gone cold | |
So that buys us time | |
They are not like us | |
' Cause they can' t stare it down | |
And they don' t drink like us | |
' Cause they don' t make a sound | |
We will not go silent | |
Silent to our end | |
We will not go silent | |
They need a " them" | |
So they' ll have an " us" | |
Planned it that way | |
It' s just our luck | |
We walk an edge | |
That won' t fold back | |
But it tastes like courage | |
Something that they lack | |
I' ll race them to oblivion | |
When I count to three | |
I' ll race them to oblivion | |
They' ll get there before me | |
Race them to oblivion | |
Come when it will | |
Come when it may | |
The desert teaches ' cause it takes away | |
We are bird | |
And we are snake | |
Bones of laughter | |
Thorns of hate |
Fear is weightless | |
Anger weighs a ton | |
Throw money at it | |
And they swear they' re done | |
Then they drive out here | |
To investigate some crime | |
But the trails gone cold | |
So that buys us time | |
They are not like us | |
' Cause they can' t stare it down | |
And they don' t drink like us | |
' Cause they don' t make a sound | |
We will not go silent | |
Silent to our end | |
We will not go silent | |
They need a " them" | |
So they' ll have an " us" | |
Planned it that way | |
It' s just our luck | |
We walk an edge | |
That won' t fold back | |
But it tastes like courage | |
Something that they lack | |
I' ll race them to oblivion | |
When I count to three | |
I' ll race them to oblivion | |
They' ll get there before me | |
Race them to oblivion | |
Come when it will | |
Come when it may | |
The desert teaches ' cause it takes away | |
We are bird | |
And we are snake | |
Bones of laughter | |
Thorns of hate |