D'Orine the Cow 歌词
| 歌曲 | D'Orine the Cow |
| 歌手 | Ian Dury |
| 专辑 | The Bus Driver's Prayer and Other Stories |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dury, Gallagher | |
| *Moo!* | |
| I'm D'Orine the Cow, Tom the Bull's better half | |
| My daughter's called Daisy, she's a very nice calf | |
| When I'm all finished milking and chewing the cud | |
| Mr. Meatface the butcher will be after my blood | |
| Cos I'm D'Orine Cow | |
| I'm D'Orine the Cow | |
| I'm somebody's quarter-pound hamburger bun | |
| And somebody's trousers now | |
| *Baa!* | |
| I'm Lofty the Lamb from the heart of the shire | |
| My texture's too coarse for your fashion attire | |
| So soon I'll be bound for the abattoir's slab | |
| Slaughtered and frozen for doner kebab | |
| Cos I'm Lofty the Lamb | |
| I'm Lofty the Lamb | |
| I seem to have gambolled my short life away | |
| I'm a sandwich instead of a ram | |
| *Cluck-cluck! Cluck-cluck!* | |
| I'm Mary the Chicken, the result of research | |
| In the dark with no feathers and wedged on this perch | |
| Pieces go missing when chickens collide | |
| Oh bury my bones with your Kentucky Fried | |
| Cos I'm Mary the Chicken | |
| I'm Mary the Chicken | |
| You wouldn't eat me if you knew where I'd been | |
| You'd be heart-stricken | |
| *Grunt!* | |
| I'm Jonathon Pig and I'm fearsomely stout | |
| From the tip of my tail to the snuff of my snout | |
| I'm too fat to move and I'm too young to die | |
| So think about me next time you eat a pork-pie | |
| Cos I'm Jonathon Pig | |
| I'm Jonathon Pig | |
| My ears have gone into the sausage machine | |
| And so has my thingumajig | |
| My thingumajig |
| zuo ci : Dury, Gallagher | |
| Moo! | |
| I' m D' Orine the Cow, Tom the Bull' s better half | |
| My daughter' s called Daisy, she' s a very nice calf | |
| When I' m all finished milking and chewing the cud | |
| Mr. Meatface the butcher will be after my blood | |
| Cos I' m D' Orine Cow | |
| I' m D' Orine the Cow | |
| I' m somebody' s quarterpound hamburger bun | |
| And somebody' s trousers now | |
| Baa! | |
| I' m Lofty the Lamb from the heart of the shire | |
| My texture' s too coarse for your fashion attire | |
| So soon I' ll be bound for the abattoir' s slab | |
| Slaughtered and frozen for doner kebab | |
| Cos I' m Lofty the Lamb | |
| I' m Lofty the Lamb | |
| I seem to have gambolled my short life away | |
| I' m a sandwich instead of a ram | |
| Cluckcluck! Cluckcluck! | |
| I' m Mary the Chicken, the result of research | |
| In the dark with no feathers and wedged on this perch | |
| Pieces go missing when chickens collide | |
| Oh bury my bones with your Kentucky Fried | |
| Cos I' m Mary the Chicken | |
| I' m Mary the Chicken | |
| You wouldn' t eat me if you knew where I' d been | |
| You' d be heartstricken | |
| Grunt! | |
| I' m Jonathon Pig and I' m fearsomely stout | |
| From the tip of my tail to the snuff of my snout | |
| I' m too fat to move and I' m too young to die | |
| So think about me next time you eat a porkpie | |
| Cos I' m Jonathon Pig | |
| I' m Jonathon Pig | |
| My ears have gone into the sausage machine | |
| And so has my thingumajig | |
| My thingumajig |
| zuò cí : Dury, Gallagher | |
| Moo! | |
| I' m D' Orine the Cow, Tom the Bull' s better half | |
| My daughter' s called Daisy, she' s a very nice calf | |
| When I' m all finished milking and chewing the cud | |
| Mr. Meatface the butcher will be after my blood | |
| Cos I' m D' Orine Cow | |
| I' m D' Orine the Cow | |
| I' m somebody' s quarterpound hamburger bun | |
| And somebody' s trousers now | |
| Baa! | |
| I' m Lofty the Lamb from the heart of the shire | |
| My texture' s too coarse for your fashion attire | |
| So soon I' ll be bound for the abattoir' s slab | |
| Slaughtered and frozen for doner kebab | |
| Cos I' m Lofty the Lamb | |
| I' m Lofty the Lamb | |
| I seem to have gambolled my short life away | |
| I' m a sandwich instead of a ram | |
| Cluckcluck! Cluckcluck! | |
| I' m Mary the Chicken, the result of research | |
| In the dark with no feathers and wedged on this perch | |
| Pieces go missing when chickens collide | |
| Oh bury my bones with your Kentucky Fried | |
| Cos I' m Mary the Chicken | |
| I' m Mary the Chicken | |
| You wouldn' t eat me if you knew where I' d been | |
| You' d be heartstricken | |
| Grunt! | |
| I' m Jonathon Pig and I' m fearsomely stout | |
| From the tip of my tail to the snuff of my snout | |
| I' m too fat to move and I' m too young to die | |
| So think about me next time you eat a porkpie | |
| Cos I' m Jonathon Pig | |
| I' m Jonathon Pig | |
| My ears have gone into the sausage machine | |
| And so has my thingumajig | |
| My thingumajig |
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