Turn on the Light

Turn on the Light 歌词

歌曲 Turn on the Light
歌手 Bad Religion
专辑 Against the Grain
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作词 : Gurewitz, Mr. Brett
I had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket
He used to touch it when the wind was blowin' high
I guess it made him feel like he could bluff the system
And when it flickered out we laid him down to die
I turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
Yea, a beacon in the night
I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry, ya
And I'll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses
And equip with just a million tiny suns
I'll install upon the room of my compartment
And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
Then I'll turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
A beacon in the night
I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry
And I'll burn like a
Roman fucking candle(Burn)
Like a chasm in the night(Burn)
For a miniscule duration
Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight
zuo ci : Gurewitz, Mr. Brett
I had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket
He used to touch it when the wind was blowin' high
I guess it made him feel like he could bluff the system
And when it flickered out we laid him down to die
I turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
Yea, a beacon in the night
I' ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry, ya
And I' ll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses
And equip with just a million tiny suns
I' ll install upon the room of my compartment
And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
Then I' ll turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
A beacon in the night
I' ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry
And I' ll burn like a
Roman fucking candle Burn
Like a chasm in the night Burn
For a miniscule duration
Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight
zuò cí : Gurewitz, Mr. Brett
I had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket
He used to touch it when the wind was blowin' high
I guess it made him feel like he could bluff the system
And when it flickered out we laid him down to die
I turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
Yea, a beacon in the night
I' ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry, ya
And I' ll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses
And equip with just a million tiny suns
I' ll install upon the room of my compartment
And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
Then I' ll turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
A beacon in the night
I' ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry
And I' ll burn like a
Roman fucking candle Burn
Like a chasm in the night Burn
For a miniscule duration
Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight
Turn on the Light 歌词
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