歌曲 | Lucretia - Rust In Peace - 20th Anniversary - CD |
歌手 | Megadeth |
专辑 | Rust In Peace Live |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dave Mustaine/David Ellefson | |
作词 : Dave Mustaine | |
Sittin' up late at night | |
I tiptoe through the darkness | |
Cold as hell, black as spades | |
Aware of my immediate surrounding | |
It's in my place well | |
I escapeUp into my hideout | |
Hiding from everyone, my friends all say"Dave you're mental anyway", hey | |
Drift into a deeper state | |
I stalk the cobwebbed stairways | |
Dirt grits beneath my feet, the stair creaks | |
I precariously sneak, yeah | |
Hypnosis guides my hand | |
I slip slide through the walkways | |
Sit in granny's rockin' chair | |
Memories are whirlin' by, yeah | |
Reminisce in the attic | |
Lucretia waits impatiently | |
Cobwebs make me squint | |
The cobra so eloquently glints | |
Moonbeams surge through the sky | |
The crystal ball's energized | |
Surely that like the cat waiting | |
Lucretia rocks away, yeah |
zuo qu : Dave Mustaine David Ellefson | |
zuo ci : Dave Mustaine | |
Sittin' up late at night | |
I tiptoe through the darkness | |
Cold as hell, black as spades | |
Aware of my immediate surrounding | |
It' s in my place well | |
I escapeUp into my hideout | |
Hiding from everyone, my friends all say" Dave you' re mental anyway", hey | |
Drift into a deeper state | |
I stalk the cobwebbed stairways | |
Dirt grits beneath my feet, the stair creaks | |
I precariously sneak, yeah | |
Hypnosis guides my hand | |
I slip slide through the walkways | |
Sit in granny' s rockin' chair | |
Memories are whirlin' by, yeah | |
Reminisce in the attic | |
Lucretia waits impatiently | |
Cobwebs make me squint | |
The cobra so eloquently glints | |
Moonbeams surge through the sky | |
The crystal ball' s energized | |
Surely that like the cat waiting | |
Lucretia rocks away, yeah |
zuò qǔ : Dave Mustaine David Ellefson | |
zuò cí : Dave Mustaine | |
Sittin' up late at night | |
I tiptoe through the darkness | |
Cold as hell, black as spades | |
Aware of my immediate surrounding | |
It' s in my place well | |
I escapeUp into my hideout | |
Hiding from everyone, my friends all say" Dave you' re mental anyway", hey | |
Drift into a deeper state | |
I stalk the cobwebbed stairways | |
Dirt grits beneath my feet, the stair creaks | |
I precariously sneak, yeah | |
Hypnosis guides my hand | |
I slip slide through the walkways | |
Sit in granny' s rockin' chair | |
Memories are whirlin' by, yeah | |
Reminisce in the attic | |
Lucretia waits impatiently | |
Cobwebs make me squint | |
The cobra so eloquently glints | |
Moonbeams surge through the sky | |
The crystal ball' s energized | |
Surely that like the cat waiting | |
Lucretia rocks away, yeah |