歌曲 | Straight From The Jacket |
歌手 | No Use for a Name |
专辑 | ¡Leche Con Carne! |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sly | |
So sorry son you're worrying your mother | |
No explanation's gonna make it seem alright | |
Young boy, listen to your father | |
It's more than just your life, it's more than suicide | |
How does it feel? | |
When you're looking down the barrel of a loaded gun | |
Tell me how it feels | |
Did you see your life flash right before your eyes? | |
Stop playing games and get yourself up off the floor | |
Young boy we're going to send you to the lions | |
The men all dressed in white, when you became undone | |
How does it feel when I might have brought you up | |
But you are not my son | |
So many times I tried to bring you up you brought me down | |
I won't consider you again stop looking at me like you care | |
I worked my fingers to the bone | |
I'm not your father or a friend | |
You might have lived here once but this is not your home | |
Tell me how it feels | |
You didn't mean much to me I didn't plant the seed | |
I'm not your father cause you didn't turn out right | |
Young boy we're gonna feed you to the fire | |
How does it feel? | |
When you're looking down the barrel of the loaded gun... |
zuo ci : Sly | |
So sorry son you' re worrying your mother | |
No explanation' s gonna make it seem alright | |
Young boy, listen to your father | |
It' s more than just your life, it' s more than suicide | |
How does it feel? | |
When you' re looking down the barrel of a loaded gun | |
Tell me how it feels | |
Did you see your life flash right before your eyes? | |
Stop playing games and get yourself up off the floor | |
Young boy we' re going to send you to the lions | |
The men all dressed in white, when you became undone | |
How does it feel when I might have brought you up | |
But you are not my son | |
So many times I tried to bring you up you brought me down | |
I won' t consider you again stop looking at me like you care | |
I worked my fingers to the bone | |
I' m not your father or a friend | |
You might have lived here once but this is not your home | |
Tell me how it feels | |
You didn' t mean much to me I didn' t plant the seed | |
I' m not your father cause you didn' t turn out right | |
Young boy we' re gonna feed you to the fire | |
How does it feel? | |
When you' re looking down the barrel of the loaded gun... |
zuò cí : Sly | |
So sorry son you' re worrying your mother | |
No explanation' s gonna make it seem alright | |
Young boy, listen to your father | |
It' s more than just your life, it' s more than suicide | |
How does it feel? | |
When you' re looking down the barrel of a loaded gun | |
Tell me how it feels | |
Did you see your life flash right before your eyes? | |
Stop playing games and get yourself up off the floor | |
Young boy we' re going to send you to the lions | |
The men all dressed in white, when you became undone | |
How does it feel when I might have brought you up | |
But you are not my son | |
So many times I tried to bring you up you brought me down | |
I won' t consider you again stop looking at me like you care | |
I worked my fingers to the bone | |
I' m not your father or a friend | |
You might have lived here once but this is not your home | |
Tell me how it feels | |
You didn' t mean much to me I didn' t plant the seed | |
I' m not your father cause you didn' t turn out right | |
Young boy we' re gonna feed you to the fire | |
How does it feel? | |
When you' re looking down the barrel of the loaded gun... |