歌曲 | Supercruel |
歌手 | Monster Magnet |
专辑 | Monolithic baby! |
作词 : Wyndorf | |
One, two, three, four | |
Breathin' hard when you swim in the mirror | |
Breathin' hard like a rich girl should | |
Come alive in the back of my trailer | |
Come alive when you're carvin' my wood | |
Supercruel hot shit baby | |
You've never been treated right | |
Supercruel, | |
TV's garbage | |
Shut your eyes real tight | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Such a strain when you live on a dead star | |
Such a bummer when your money is dry | |
Plug yourself on the hammer of | |
God nowWe all love it when you shiver and die | |
How were you to know | |
That the sun would come out at midnight baby | |
That the reds would turn out to be speed | |
How were you to know that | |
I'd be supercruel | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
Drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Supercruel [Incomprehensible] baby | |
You've never been treated well | |
Supercruel, | |
TV's garbage[Incomprehensible] hell | |
Supercruel hot shit baby | |
You've never been treated right | |
Supercruel, | |
TV's garbage | |
Shut your eyes real tight | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup |
zuò cí : Wyndorf | |
One, two, three, four | |
Breathin' hard when you swim in the mirror | |
Breathin' hard like a rich girl should | |
Come alive in the back of my trailer | |
Come alive when you' re carvin' my wood | |
Supercruel hot shit baby | |
You' ve never been treated right | |
Supercruel, | |
TV' s garbage | |
Shut your eyes real tight | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Such a strain when you live on a dead star | |
Such a bummer when your money is dry | |
Plug yourself on the hammer of | |
God nowWe all love it when you shiver and die | |
How were you to know | |
That the sun would come out at midnight baby | |
That the reds would turn out to be speed | |
How were you to know that | |
I' d be supercruel | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
Drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Supercruel Incomprehensible baby | |
You' ve never been treated well | |
Supercruel, | |
TV' s garbage Incomprehensible hell | |
Supercruel hot shit baby | |
You' ve never been treated right | |
Supercruel, | |
TV' s garbage | |
Shut your eyes real tight | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup | |
Cry for your mother | |
Sing for your brothers in hell, yes | |
Pray for the daddy who smacks you up | |
And drink from the specimen in my cup |