歌曲 | Alpha Rats Nest |
歌手 | The Mountain Goats |
专辑 | Tallahassee |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Darnielle | |
Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery | |
Belching fire into the sky | |
We do our best vampire routines | |
As we suck the dying hours dry | |
The night is lovely as a rose | |
If I see sunlight hit you | |
I am sure that we'll both decompose | |
Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines | |
That I dream of when I dream | |
Someday we'll both wake up for good | |
I will try hard not to scream | |
The evening wind will shake the blinds | |
You're stirring from your slumber | |
We've got something hateful on our minds | |
Oh, sing, sing, sing | |
For the dying of the day | |
Sing for the flames that will rip through here | |
And the smoke that will carry us away | |
Yeah, sing for the damage we've done | |
And the worse things that we'll do | |
Open your mouth up and sing for me now | |
And I will sing for you |
zuo ci : Darnielle | |
Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery | |
Belching fire into the sky | |
We do our best vampire routines | |
As we suck the dying hours dry | |
The night is lovely as a rose | |
If I see sunlight hit you | |
I am sure that we' ll both decompose | |
Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines | |
That I dream of when I dream | |
Someday we' ll both wake up for good | |
I will try hard not to scream | |
The evening wind will shake the blinds | |
You' re stirring from your slumber | |
We' ve got something hateful on our minds | |
Oh, sing, sing, sing | |
For the dying of the day | |
Sing for the flames that will rip through here | |
And the smoke that will carry us away | |
Yeah, sing for the damage we' ve done | |
And the worse things that we' ll do | |
Open your mouth up and sing for me now | |
And I will sing for you |
zuò cí : Darnielle | |
Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery | |
Belching fire into the sky | |
We do our best vampire routines | |
As we suck the dying hours dry | |
The night is lovely as a rose | |
If I see sunlight hit you | |
I am sure that we' ll both decompose | |
Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines | |
That I dream of when I dream | |
Someday we' ll both wake up for good | |
I will try hard not to scream | |
The evening wind will shake the blinds | |
You' re stirring from your slumber | |
We' ve got something hateful on our minds | |
Oh, sing, sing, sing | |
For the dying of the day | |
Sing for the flames that will rip through here | |
And the smoke that will carry us away | |
Yeah, sing for the damage we' ve done | |
And the worse things that we' ll do | |
Open your mouth up and sing for me now | |
And I will sing for you |