歌曲 | White Collar |
歌手 | Haste the Day |
专辑 | Concerning The Way It Was |
You’re a white collar boy and you gave into the law | |
Give in to the pressure the cops gonna getcha | |
You were a thieving dog at work until they caught your little paw | |
Your wage won’t stretch, to picking up checks | |
A custodial sentence you narrowly avoided | |
Community service you had to go along with | |
You’re banging the rocks at the old city docks | |
Poor boy poor boy poor boy poor boy | |
boy poor boy poor boy poor boy | |
You were chained to a girl that would kill you with a look | |
It’s a nice way to die she’s so easy on the eye | |
She said let’s get away, but you played it by the book | |
You’re a warden’s pet, she’s a screaming suffragette | |
“We ain’t in prison, we’ll just finish up and go home” | |
She said, “Not for me, I’ve got plans for later on” | |
So she belted the sarge and she jumped on a barge | |
You fell, you fell you fell you fell | |
fell you fell you fell you fell | |
White collar, got dirt in your pants | |
You got egg in your hair | |
You got spit in your chin you're a | |
White collar, scared to be bored | |
Blue Collar, she’s opening doors | |
White collar boy, on the run from the law | |
She said “You ain’t ugly, you can kiss me if you like” | |
Go ahead and kiss her, you don’t know what you’re missing | |
You said “Baby, you’re special, | |
But there’s something not quite right.” | |
She’s a Venus in flares and you wanna split hairs! | |
“Oh I am innocent, you are a rocket. | |
Things were ok till you took out the copper” | |
Leave me alone, and get used to the chains | |
You’re a pain, You’re a pain, You’re a pain, You’re a pain | |
Pain You’re a pain, You’re a pain, You’re a pain | |
White collar, got dirt in your pants | |
You got egg in your hair | |
You got spit in your chin you're a | |
White collar, got dirt in your pants | |
You got egg in your hair | |
You got spit in your chin you're a | |
White collar, scared to be bored | |
Blue Collar, she’s opening doors | |
White collar boy, on the run from the law | |
the law the law the law | |
get on your bike get on your horse |
You' re a white collar boy and you gave into the law | |
Give in to the pressure the cops gonna getcha | |
You were a thieving dog at work until they caught your little paw | |
Your wage won' t stretch, to picking up checks | |
A custodial sentence you narrowly avoided | |
Community service you had to go along with | |
You' re banging the rocks at the old city docks | |
Poor boy poor boy poor boy poor boy | |
boy poor boy poor boy poor boy | |
You were chained to a girl that would kill you with a look | |
It' s a nice way to die she' s so easy on the eye | |
She said let' s get away, but you played it by the book | |
You' re a warden' s pet, she' s a screaming suffragette | |
" We ain' t in prison, we' ll just finish up and go home" | |
She said, " Not for me, I' ve got plans for later on" | |
So she belted the sarge and she jumped on a barge | |
You fell, you fell you fell you fell | |
fell you fell you fell you fell | |
White collar, got dirt in your pants | |
You got egg in your hair | |
You got spit in your chin you' re a | |
White collar, scared to be bored | |
Blue Collar, she' s opening doors | |
White collar boy, on the run from the law | |
She said " You ain' t ugly, you can kiss me if you like" | |
Go ahead and kiss her, you don' t know what you' re missing | |
You said " Baby, you' re special, | |
But there' s something not quite right." | |
She' s a Venus in flares and you wanna split hairs! | |
" Oh I am innocent, you are a rocket. | |
Things were ok till you took out the copper" | |
Leave me alone, and get used to the chains | |
You' re a pain, You' re a pain, You' re a pain, You' re a pain | |
Pain You' re a pain, You' re a pain, You' re a pain | |
White collar, got dirt in your pants | |
You got egg in your hair | |
You got spit in your chin you' re a | |
White collar, got dirt in your pants | |
You got egg in your hair | |
You got spit in your chin you' re a | |
White collar, scared to be bored | |
Blue Collar, she' s opening doors | |
White collar boy, on the run from the law | |
the law the law the law | |
get on your bike get on your horse |