歌曲 | Gang Of Thieves |
歌手 | State Radio |
专辑 | Year of the Crow |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : State Radio | |
It was a ruff night, turned into years in an unknown land | |
Just a grudge fight, cooked up by the | |
DC suites on hand | |
We had a hard time but we tried to understand | |
These born-again gunpoint libertines | |
Then they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it's the evil liberator | |
And he's coming with a gang of thieves | |
In the firelight of the torched out refineries | |
He sat upright, the poster boy for the | |
IMCAnd a poor man fights and dies for what a rich man only believes | |
Sure as a blind man does not see the floor, yeah | |
Then they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it's the evil liberator | |
And he's coming with a gang of thieves | |
And they say no battleship too big for the war emporium | |
Let's go, let's give it all you got son and go back to where you're from | |
We're hiding in the wings, we're the super neo-cons | |
We got bombs, they got barrels of gasoline | |
You know you'll have it coming | |
If you say that there was nothing to see | |
In the desert night they listened for the | |
Baying of the hounds but it wasn't quite right | |
No sign of the weather underground and they were keepin' a sharp eye | |
They never saw what they had found at last it was only you and me | |
Well they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it's the evil liberator | |
And he's coming with a gang of thieves | |
They say no battleship too big for the war emporium | |
Let's give it all you got son and go back to where you're from | |
We're hiding in the wings, we're the super neo-cons | |
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline, oh yeah oh yeah | |
No battleship too big for your war emporium | |
Let's give it all you got son and go back to where you're from | |
We're hiding in the wings, we're the super neo-cons | |
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline | |
You know you'll have it coming | |
If you say that there was nothing to see |
zuo qu : State Radio | |
It was a ruff night, turned into years in an unknown land | |
Just a grudge fight, cooked up by the | |
DC suites on hand | |
We had a hard time but we tried to understand | |
These bornagain gunpoint libertines | |
Then they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it' s the evil liberator | |
And he' s coming with a gang of thieves | |
In the firelight of the torched out refineries | |
He sat upright, the poster boy for the | |
IMCAnd a poor man fights and dies for what a rich man only believes | |
Sure as a blind man does not see the floor, yeah | |
Then they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it' s the evil liberator | |
And he' s coming with a gang of thieves | |
And they say no battleship too big for the war emporium | |
Let' s go, let' s give it all you got son and go back to where you' re from | |
We' re hiding in the wings, we' re the super neocons | |
We got bombs, they got barrels of gasoline | |
You know you' ll have it coming | |
If you say that there was nothing to see | |
In the desert night they listened for the | |
Baying of the hounds but it wasn' t quite right | |
No sign of the weather underground and they were keepin' a sharp eye | |
They never saw what they had found at last it was only you and me | |
Well they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it' s the evil liberator | |
And he' s coming with a gang of thieves | |
They say no battleship too big for the war emporium | |
Let' s give it all you got son and go back to where you' re from | |
We' re hiding in the wings, we' re the super neocons | |
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline, oh yeah oh yeah | |
No battleship too big for your war emporium | |
Let' s give it all you got son and go back to where you' re from | |
We' re hiding in the wings, we' re the super neocons | |
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline | |
You know you' ll have it coming | |
If you say that there was nothing to see |
zuò qǔ : State Radio | |
It was a ruff night, turned into years in an unknown land | |
Just a grudge fight, cooked up by the | |
DC suites on hand | |
We had a hard time but we tried to understand | |
These bornagain gunpoint libertines | |
Then they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it' s the evil liberator | |
And he' s coming with a gang of thieves | |
In the firelight of the torched out refineries | |
He sat upright, the poster boy for the | |
IMCAnd a poor man fights and dies for what a rich man only believes | |
Sure as a blind man does not see the floor, yeah | |
Then they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it' s the evil liberator | |
And he' s coming with a gang of thieves | |
And they say no battleship too big for the war emporium | |
Let' s go, let' s give it all you got son and go back to where you' re from | |
We' re hiding in the wings, we' re the super neocons | |
We got bombs, they got barrels of gasoline | |
You know you' ll have it coming | |
If you say that there was nothing to see | |
In the desert night they listened for the | |
Baying of the hounds but it wasn' t quite right | |
No sign of the weather underground and they were keepin' a sharp eye | |
They never saw what they had found at last it was only you and me | |
Well they sold us down the face | |
Of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea | |
Hold me now it' s the evil liberator | |
And he' s coming with a gang of thieves | |
They say no battleship too big for the war emporium | |
Let' s give it all you got son and go back to where you' re from | |
We' re hiding in the wings, we' re the super neocons | |
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline, oh yeah oh yeah | |
No battleship too big for your war emporium | |
Let' s give it all you got son and go back to where you' re from | |
We' re hiding in the wings, we' re the super neocons | |
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline | |
You know you' ll have it coming | |
If you say that there was nothing to see |