Among The Dead 歌词
| 歌曲 | Among The Dead |
| 歌手 | Tim Armstrong |
| 专辑 | A Poets Life |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Armstrong | |
| Among the dead | |
| We will rise | |
| If you count me out you better think again | |
| You better realize now that I ain't stopping | |
| This is where I start, this is where I begin | |
| This is where you stop, this is where you end | |
| Woke up in a downtown street | |
| We were crashed out living in rubble | |
| Broken bones, broken homes | |
| Broken kid's living in the jungle | |
| Nineteen eighty seven in the east bay cold as hell it's the middle of summer | |
| Me and Jesse and Matt and Dave Mello, he was the drummer | |
| My momma said you better watch your back boy | |
| Keep your head up and be a shot blocker | |
| On the outside looking in with the freaks and the thugs and all the punk rockers | |
| They say I'm outta step in this world so step back man I ain't gonna warn ya | |
| Here's a message for the disenfranchised of East bay California | |
| Let me tell you something about the Eastbay: it's California but it ain't sunny | |
| All my dreams came crashing down I'm outta home my street got no money | |
| And got no band, and got no one around, and all the music is gone man | |
| No where to sleep on the ground wondering what the **** went wrong now | |
| Know what it's like to walk among the dead? | |
| I'm alone in total isolation | |
| No ones there this is my final destination. | |
| Old man preaching bout war and peace and the path and total damnation | |
| I always seem to get up get out and survive in every situation | |
| Then one day Matt says let's get the band together let's do this one more time | |
| So I'm, ok that sounds good, let's give it a try, let's give it one more run | |
| They got no rides | |
| we got drums | |
| we got guitars | |
| we got the songs all night long |
| zuo qu : Armstrong | |
| Among the dead | |
| We will rise | |
| If you count me out you better think again | |
| You better realize now that I ain' t stopping | |
| This is where I start, this is where I begin | |
| This is where you stop, this is where you end | |
| Woke up in a downtown street | |
| We were crashed out living in rubble | |
| Broken bones, broken homes | |
| Broken kid' s living in the jungle | |
| Nineteen eighty seven in the east bay cold as hell it' s the middle of summer | |
| Me and Jesse and Matt and Dave Mello, he was the drummer | |
| My momma said you better watch your back boy | |
| Keep your head up and be a shot blocker | |
| On the outside looking in with the freaks and the thugs and all the punk rockers | |
| They say I' m outta step in this world so step back man I ain' t gonna warn ya | |
| Here' s a message for the disenfranchised of East bay California | |
| Let me tell you something about the Eastbay: it' s California but it ain' t sunny | |
| All my dreams came crashing down I' m outta home my street got no money | |
| And got no band, and got no one around, and all the music is gone man | |
| No where to sleep on the ground wondering what the went wrong now | |
| Know what it' s like to walk among the dead? | |
| I' m alone in total isolation | |
| No ones there this is my final destination. | |
| Old man preaching bout war and peace and the path and total damnation | |
| I always seem to get up get out and survive in every situation | |
| Then one day Matt says let' s get the band together let' s do this one more time | |
| So I' m, ok that sounds good, let' s give it a try, let' s give it one more run | |
| They got no rides | |
| we got drums | |
| we got guitars | |
| we got the songs all night long |
| zuò qǔ : Armstrong | |
| Among the dead | |
| We will rise | |
| If you count me out you better think again | |
| You better realize now that I ain' t stopping | |
| This is where I start, this is where I begin | |
| This is where you stop, this is where you end | |
| Woke up in a downtown street | |
| We were crashed out living in rubble | |
| Broken bones, broken homes | |
| Broken kid' s living in the jungle | |
| Nineteen eighty seven in the east bay cold as hell it' s the middle of summer | |
| Me and Jesse and Matt and Dave Mello, he was the drummer | |
| My momma said you better watch your back boy | |
| Keep your head up and be a shot blocker | |
| On the outside looking in with the freaks and the thugs and all the punk rockers | |
| They say I' m outta step in this world so step back man I ain' t gonna warn ya | |
| Here' s a message for the disenfranchised of East bay California | |
| Let me tell you something about the Eastbay: it' s California but it ain' t sunny | |
| All my dreams came crashing down I' m outta home my street got no money | |
| And got no band, and got no one around, and all the music is gone man | |
| No where to sleep on the ground wondering what the went wrong now | |
| Know what it' s like to walk among the dead? | |
| I' m alone in total isolation | |
| No ones there this is my final destination. | |
| Old man preaching bout war and peace and the path and total damnation | |
| I always seem to get up get out and survive in every situation | |
| Then one day Matt says let' s get the band together let' s do this one more time | |
| So I' m, ok that sounds good, let' s give it a try, let' s give it one more run | |
| They got no rides | |
| we got drums | |
| we got guitars | |
| we got the songs all night long |
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