歌曲 | Northern, Knees, Trees, and Lights |
歌手 | Loch Lomond |
专辑 | Paper the Walls |
作曲 : Young | |
Take my hands and make them straight | |
Take my hair and make it curl | |
oh they took one leg and the other one too | |
They took them off to make their glue | |
They piled them high by the canvas tents | |
they piled them high and even higher yet | |
Oh let the mothers go their own way | |
Let the mothers go their own way | |
"Death to Tyrants" he yelled real loud | |
He learned it in Latin to make the northern crowed proud | |
Oh they chased the boy down, dislocated his knee, | |
Aided by the trees and a bright northern light | |
They displayed his knees in a butcher shop | |
There's Joy-esque buzz as the mothers shop | |
And all the people sitting in the pews | |
Are going to burn in hell | |
They're going to burn in hell. |
zuò qǔ : Young | |
Take my hands and make them straight | |
Take my hair and make it curl | |
oh they took one leg and the other one too | |
They took them off to make their glue | |
They piled them high by the canvas tents | |
they piled them high and even higher yet | |
Oh let the mothers go their own way | |
Let the mothers go their own way | |
" Death to Tyrants" he yelled real loud | |
He learned it in Latin to make the northern crowed proud | |
Oh they chased the boy down, dislocated his knee, | |
Aided by the trees and a bright northern light | |
They displayed his knees in a butcher shop | |
There' s Joyesque buzz as the mothers shop | |
And all the people sitting in the pews | |
Are going to burn in hell | |
They' re going to burn in hell. |