歌曲 | Devil's Night Out |
歌手 | The Mighty Mighty Bosstones |
专辑 | Live From The Middle East |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mighty Mighty Bosstones | |
Remember that night? it seems so clear | |
Now he's back and i'm glad he's here | |
Three long years, millions of beers | |
But the devil is back, so girls, dry your tears | |
In his favorite club, in his favorite seat | |
Well i saw the devil, wing tip shoes on his feet, | |
Pork pie hat on his head, he was diggin' the beat. | |
And the band ripped like demons | |
When he screamed, "turn on the heat!" | |
Well the devil was drinkin' and dancin' up a storm. | |
The band was so hot, my beer got warm | |
Just when i thought it would all cool down, | |
That evil mother****er screamed "burn this place down!" | |
Wouldn't know the devil if he punched them in the face | |
Couldn't drink a six-pack, never mind a case. | |
Don't know how to skateboard, that's just a ****in' crock | |
Most of all, they got no balls | |
And don't know how to rock! |
zuo ci : Mighty Mighty Bosstones | |
Remember that night? it seems so clear | |
Now he' s back and i' m glad he' s here | |
Three long years, millions of beers | |
But the devil is back, so girls, dry your tears | |
In his favorite club, in his favorite seat | |
Well i saw the devil, wing tip shoes on his feet, | |
Pork pie hat on his head, he was diggin' the beat. | |
And the band ripped like demons | |
When he screamed, " turn on the heat!" | |
Well the devil was drinkin' and dancin' up a storm. | |
The band was so hot, my beer got warm | |
Just when i thought it would all cool down, | |
That evil mother er screamed " burn this place down!" | |
Wouldn' t know the devil if he punched them in the face | |
Couldn' t drink a sixpack, never mind a case. | |
Don' t know how to skateboard, that' s just a in' crock | |
Most of all, they got no balls | |
And don' t know how to rock! |
zuò cí : Mighty Mighty Bosstones | |
Remember that night? it seems so clear | |
Now he' s back and i' m glad he' s here | |
Three long years, millions of beers | |
But the devil is back, so girls, dry your tears | |
In his favorite club, in his favorite seat | |
Well i saw the devil, wing tip shoes on his feet, | |
Pork pie hat on his head, he was diggin' the beat. | |
And the band ripped like demons | |
When he screamed, " turn on the heat!" | |
Well the devil was drinkin' and dancin' up a storm. | |
The band was so hot, my beer got warm | |
Just when i thought it would all cool down, | |
That evil mother er screamed " burn this place down!" | |
Wouldn' t know the devil if he punched them in the face | |
Couldn' t drink a sixpack, never mind a case. | |
Don' t know how to skateboard, that' s just a in' crock | |
Most of all, they got no balls | |
And don' t know how to rock! |