Grand Finale 歌词
| 歌曲 | Grand Finale |
| 歌手 | Mac Miller |
| 专辑 | Faces |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro] | |
| The hallucinations have stopped, finally, thank God, but uh, my adrenaline reserves are burning out and I'm staring straight into the face of a total psychotic freako | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| And if by chance it's my grand finale | |
| Bury me in Allegheny County | |
| It's the, the most hated, so faded that I'm bow-legged | |
| Don't beg, gross gang, smell like old lo-mein | |
| *****t, the flow dangerous, make you wanna do the wave | |
| Throw your ***** right off your lap and start a standing ovation | |
| The most strangest, master of the ceremonies | |
| A fifth of Stoli then it’s only Cher and Moby karaoke | |
| My ***** a shooter, call her Annie Oakley | |
| Get you for a pair of Kobe's, just got out on probation | |
| And no famous friends for me, just old faces | |
| I only go places wasted like I'm Joe Namath | |
| Not a king, I'm no David, music, I'm a crackhead | |
| No hobbies and recreation, don't even know my address | |
| Self medicate, self education | |
| Rick Rubin showed me transcendental meditation | |
| [Hook] | |
| Let us have a grand finale | |
| The world will be just fine without me | |
| And I don't got a smile on his face | |
| Slow it down, we goin' out with a bang | |
| Are you ready for the fireworks? | |
| It was a silent night 'til the fireworks | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I fear nothin' on this odyssey of dark roads | |
| God lives in my dog's soul, the devil in his dog bowl | |
| We are the prophets, Jesus was a poor sport | |
| He booted Nostradamus, turned water into wine | |
| But he loved the gin and tonic, had skeletons in his closet | |
| Even God will one day be forgotten | |
| And recently I've been feelin', I've been feelin' like | |
| It'd be really nice to get to sit with Mickey Weiss | |
| Shoot the *****t 'bout life, he'd be pissed I'm sniffin' white | |
| Never got to see me grow up, how long it take to live a life? | |
| I'm a bit surprised that I'm even still alive | |
| Mixin' uppers and downers, practically suicide | |
| My old Jewish mind, REMember music will be fine | |
| And I make my own peace now, if you behind | |
| Hallucination's how I use my mind | |
| Who am I? | |
| [Hook] |
| Intro | |
| The hallucinations have stopped, finally, thank God, but uh, my adrenaline reserves are burning out and I' m staring straight into the face of a total psychotic freako | |
| Verse 1 | |
| And if by chance it' s my grand finale | |
| Bury me in Allegheny County | |
| It' s the, the most hated, so faded that I' m bowlegged | |
| Don' t beg, gross gang, smell like old lomein | |
| t, the flow dangerous, make you wanna do the wave | |
| Throw your right off your lap and start a standing ovation | |
| The most strangest, master of the ceremonies | |
| A fifth of Stoli then it' s only Cher and Moby karaoke | |
| My a shooter, call her Annie Oakley | |
| Get you for a pair of Kobe' s, just got out on probation | |
| And no famous friends for me, just old faces | |
| I only go places wasted like I' m Joe Namath | |
| Not a king, I' m no David, music, I' m a crackhead | |
| No hobbies and recreation, don' t even know my address | |
| Self medicate, self education | |
| Rick Rubin showed me transcendental meditation | |
| Hook | |
| Let us have a grand finale | |
| The world will be just fine without me | |
| And I don' t got a smile on his face | |
| Slow it down, we goin' out with a bang | |
| Are you ready for the fireworks? | |
| It was a silent night ' til the fireworks | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I fear nothin' on this odyssey of dark roads | |
| God lives in my dog' s soul, the devil in his dog bowl | |
| We are the prophets, Jesus was a poor sport | |
| He booted Nostradamus, turned water into wine | |
| But he loved the gin and tonic, had skeletons in his closet | |
| Even God will one day be forgotten | |
| And recently I' ve been feelin', I' ve been feelin' like | |
| It' d be really nice to get to sit with Mickey Weiss | |
| Shoot the t ' bout life, he' d be pissed I' m sniffin' white | |
| Never got to see me grow up, how long it take to live a life? | |
| I' m a bit surprised that I' m even still alive | |
| Mixin' uppers and downers, practically suicide | |
| My old Jewish mind, REMember music will be fine | |
| And I make my own peace now, if you behind | |
| Hallucination' s how I use my mind | |
| Who am I? | |
| Hook |
| Intro | |
| The hallucinations have stopped, finally, thank God, but uh, my adrenaline reserves are burning out and I' m staring straight into the face of a total psychotic freako | |
| Verse 1 | |
| And if by chance it' s my grand finale | |
| Bury me in Allegheny County | |
| It' s the, the most hated, so faded that I' m bowlegged | |
| Don' t beg, gross gang, smell like old lomein | |
| t, the flow dangerous, make you wanna do the wave | |
| Throw your right off your lap and start a standing ovation | |
| The most strangest, master of the ceremonies | |
| A fifth of Stoli then it' s only Cher and Moby karaoke | |
| My a shooter, call her Annie Oakley | |
| Get you for a pair of Kobe' s, just got out on probation | |
| And no famous friends for me, just old faces | |
| I only go places wasted like I' m Joe Namath | |
| Not a king, I' m no David, music, I' m a crackhead | |
| No hobbies and recreation, don' t even know my address | |
| Self medicate, self education | |
| Rick Rubin showed me transcendental meditation | |
| Hook | |
| Let us have a grand finale | |
| The world will be just fine without me | |
| And I don' t got a smile on his face | |
| Slow it down, we goin' out with a bang | |
| Are you ready for the fireworks? | |
| It was a silent night ' til the fireworks | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I fear nothin' on this odyssey of dark roads | |
| God lives in my dog' s soul, the devil in his dog bowl | |
| We are the prophets, Jesus was a poor sport | |
| He booted Nostradamus, turned water into wine | |
| But he loved the gin and tonic, had skeletons in his closet | |
| Even God will one day be forgotten | |
| And recently I' ve been feelin', I' ve been feelin' like | |
| It' d be really nice to get to sit with Mickey Weiss | |
| Shoot the t ' bout life, he' d be pissed I' m sniffin' white | |
| Never got to see me grow up, how long it take to live a life? | |
| I' m a bit surprised that I' m even still alive | |
| Mixin' uppers and downers, practically suicide | |
| My old Jewish mind, REMember music will be fine | |
| And I make my own peace now, if you behind | |
| Hallucination' s how I use my mind | |
| Who am I? | |
| Hook |
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