歌曲 | Tiny Cities Made of Ashes |
歌手 | Modest Mouse |
专辑 | LIVE in OKC (08.15.2002) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Brock, Modest Mouse | |
We're going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes | |
I'm going to hit you on the face | |
I'm going to punch you in your glasses, oh no | |
I just got a message that said | |
'Yeah, hell has frozen over.' | |
I got a phone call from the Lord saying, | |
'Hey boy, get a sweater, right now.' | |
So we're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca coca cola | |
I can feel it rolling right on down | |
oh right on down my throat now | |
as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes | |
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic | |
Gonna shake hands with the masses, OH NO! | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? | |
We're going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes | |
I'm going to hit you on the face | |
I'm going to punch you in your glasses | |
I'm wearing myself a T-shirt that says | |
'The world is my ashtray' | |
Our hearts pump dust and our hair's all grey | |
And I just got a message that said | |
'Yeah, hell has frozen over.' | |
I got a phone call from the Lord saying, | |
'Hey boy, get a sweater, right now!' | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? | |
We're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drink' coca coca cola | |
I can feel it rolling right on down | |
oh right on down my throat | |
as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes | |
I'm going to lay down (at the spa?) where they coat you in molasses | |
Right now! | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? |
zuo ci : Brock, Modest Mouse | |
We' re going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m going to hit you on the face | |
I' m going to punch you in your glasses, oh no | |
I just got a message that said | |
' Yeah, hell has frozen over.' | |
I got a phone call from the Lord saying, | |
' Hey boy, get a sweater, right now.' | |
So we' re drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca coca cola | |
I can feel it rolling right on down | |
oh right on down my throat now | |
as we' re headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m gonna get dressed up in plastic | |
Gonna shake hands with the masses, OH NO! | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? | |
We' re going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m going to hit you on the face | |
I' m going to punch you in your glasses | |
I' m wearing myself a Tshirt that says | |
' The world is my ashtray' | |
Our hearts pump dust and our hair' s all grey | |
And I just got a message that said | |
' Yeah, hell has frozen over.' | |
I got a phone call from the Lord saying, | |
' Hey boy, get a sweater, right now!' | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? | |
We' re drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drink' coca coca cola | |
I can feel it rolling right on down | |
oh right on down my throat | |
as we' re headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m going to lay down at the spa? where they coat you in molasses | |
Right now! | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? |
zuò cí : Brock, Modest Mouse | |
We' re going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m going to hit you on the face | |
I' m going to punch you in your glasses, oh no | |
I just got a message that said | |
' Yeah, hell has frozen over.' | |
I got a phone call from the Lord saying, | |
' Hey boy, get a sweater, right now.' | |
So we' re drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca coca cola | |
I can feel it rolling right on down | |
oh right on down my throat now | |
as we' re headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m gonna get dressed up in plastic | |
Gonna shake hands with the masses, OH NO! | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? | |
We' re going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m going to hit you on the face | |
I' m going to punch you in your glasses | |
I' m wearing myself a Tshirt that says | |
' The world is my ashtray' | |
Our hearts pump dust and our hair' s all grey | |
And I just got a message that said | |
' Yeah, hell has frozen over.' | |
I got a phone call from the Lord saying, | |
' Hey boy, get a sweater, right now!' | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? | |
We' re drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drink' coca coca cola | |
I can feel it rolling right on down | |
oh right on down my throat | |
as we' re headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes | |
I' m going to lay down at the spa? where they coat you in molasses | |
Right now! | |
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? | |
Does anybody know a way? |