歌曲 | Cash Cow |
歌手 | Mike Doughty |
专辑 | Rockity Roll |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Refreshing bills to warm the slots in the till | |
Infernal wheel that churns the ocean of milk | |
That long wire is frayed | |
Don't shout out proudly that the cash cow's lame | |
That proud call is wrong | |
Don't scoot by trumpeting the cash cow's gone | |
The quantize knob that drains the beat of all soul | |
You hapless slob go back to sink in your hole | |
This thing's going down | |
Don't gift those gawk it at the cash cow now | |
Disdainful clown | |
Don't go â€~round mocking on the cash cow now | |
And I will offer you a place | |
In my pavilion | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
Of fifty billion | |
Smoke in the mouth, stick in a candy apple | |
So luminous skinned but the face is awful | |
Some cloud unknown | |
This pinkness creeping as the sun comes low | |
That long haul, wow | |
Don't go â€~round mocking on the cash cow now | |
And I will offer you a place | |
In my pavilion | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
Of fifty billion | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place |
Refreshing bills to warm the slots in the till | |
Infernal wheel that churns the ocean of milk | |
That long wire is frayed | |
Don' t shout out proudly that the cash cow' s lame | |
That proud call is wrong | |
Don' t scoot by trumpeting the cash cow' s gone | |
The quantize knob that drains the beat of all soul | |
You hapless slob go back to sink in your hole | |
This thing' s going down | |
Don' t gift those gawk it at the cash cow now | |
Disdainful clown | |
Don' t go round mocking on the cash cow now | |
And I will offer you a place | |
In my pavilion | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
Of fifty billion | |
Smoke in the mouth, stick in a candy apple | |
So luminous skinned but the face is awful | |
Some cloud unknown | |
This pinkness creeping as the sun comes low | |
That long haul, wow | |
Don' t go round mocking on the cash cow now | |
And I will offer you a place | |
In my pavilion | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
Of fifty billion | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place |
Refreshing bills to warm the slots in the till | |
Infernal wheel that churns the ocean of milk | |
That long wire is frayed | |
Don' t shout out proudly that the cash cow' s lame | |
That proud call is wrong | |
Don' t scoot by trumpeting the cash cow' s gone | |
The quantize knob that drains the beat of all soul | |
You hapless slob go back to sink in your hole | |
This thing' s going down | |
Don' t gift those gawk it at the cash cow now | |
Disdainful clown | |
Don' t go round mocking on the cash cow now | |
And I will offer you a place | |
In my pavilion | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
Of fifty billion | |
Smoke in the mouth, stick in a candy apple | |
So luminous skinned but the face is awful | |
Some cloud unknown | |
This pinkness creeping as the sun comes low | |
That long haul, wow | |
Don' t go round mocking on the cash cow now | |
And I will offer you a place | |
In my pavilion | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
Of fifty billion | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I must stick close to the grace | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place | |
And I will offer you a place |