歌曲 | O, Pennsyltucky! |
歌手 | Mischief Brew |
专辑 | O, Pennsyltucky! |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
We sat on the Bulb rocks | |
With plum wine and we watched | |
The fog roll and swallow the bridge on the bay | |
I thought, “I could live here,” | |
But I’m still in high gear | |
And sweating and freezing 3,000 away | |
O Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners’ highways | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it’s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
Where we all come from | |
Most died of the Black Lung | |
Another, a browbeater, boxer, and saint | |
When he finally got caught, | |
The cops made a few calls | |
They opened his cell | |
Never fought him again | |
In O Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners’ highways | |
I love just to see you | |
But it’s good to leave you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
Wake me when Steel City’s roadwork signs | |
Shine in my face | |
Whew, now I’m safe | |
Was that a peepshow | |
With drive-thru windows? | |
The gun show’s got carousels and funnel cakes | |
It says “Church” in neon | |
And asks me what’s beyond | |
If I had to guess, I’d say more of the same | |
In O’ Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners’ highways | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it’s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
O Pennsyltucky… how your coal fires rumble | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it’s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA |
We sat on the Bulb rocks | |
With plum wine and we watched | |
The fog roll and swallow the bridge on the bay | |
I thought, " I could live here," | |
But I' m still in high gear | |
And sweating and freezing 3, 000 away | |
O Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners' highways | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it' s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
Where we all come from | |
Most died of the Black Lung | |
Another, a browbeater, boxer, and saint | |
When he finally got caught, | |
The cops made a few calls | |
They opened his cell | |
Never fought him again | |
In O Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners' highways | |
I love just to see you | |
But it' s good to leave you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
Wake me when Steel City' s roadwork signs | |
Shine in my face | |
Whew, now I' m safe | |
Was that a peepshow | |
With drivethru windows? | |
The gun show' s got carousels and funnel cakes | |
It says " Church" in neon | |
And asks me what' s beyond | |
If I had to guess, I' d say more of the same | |
In O' Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners' highways | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it' s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
O Pennsyltucky how your coal fires rumble | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it' s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA |
We sat on the Bulb rocks | |
With plum wine and we watched | |
The fog roll and swallow the bridge on the bay | |
I thought, " I could live here," | |
But I' m still in high gear | |
And sweating and freezing 3, 000 away | |
O Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners' highways | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it' s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
Where we all come from | |
Most died of the Black Lung | |
Another, a browbeater, boxer, and saint | |
When he finally got caught, | |
The cops made a few calls | |
They opened his cell | |
Never fought him again | |
In O Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners' highways | |
I love just to see you | |
But it' s good to leave you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
Wake me when Steel City' s roadwork signs | |
Shine in my face | |
Whew, now I' m safe | |
Was that a peepshow | |
With drivethru windows? | |
The gun show' s got carousels and funnel cakes | |
It says " Church" in neon | |
And asks me what' s beyond | |
If I had to guess, I' d say more of the same | |
In O' Pennsyltucky! | |
Your three mile islands | |
The coal fires buckle the miners' highways | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it' s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA | |
O Pennsyltucky how your coal fires rumble | |
I love just to leave you | |
But it' s good to see you | |
And old Filthadelph | |
Hostile City, PA |