歌曲 | Steven Zeeland |
歌手 | Momus |
专辑 | Stars Forever |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Momus | |
All I desire is a military man who knows that he is born | |
A soldier, a sailor, a pretty marine blowing on the horn | |
On a military base or a battleship deck | |
Let me come in his ass with my tongue down his neck | |
When I die mix my ash with the piss | |
At Camp Pendleton Del Mar Enlisted Club | |
Well Brent was my crush in high school, boys | |
And I followed him round the world | |
Well the army sent Brent off to Frankfurt, boys | |
But Brent he went off with a girl | |
I rented a room like a Fassbinder film | |
But I needed a job so they had me begin | |
At a sporting goods store on the military base | |
Blowing on the horn | |
And why should I lust after killing machines | |
A man of my delicate build? | |
Why request photos of naked marines | |
From the Athletic Model Guild? | |
Stripped to the skin, their muscles like rocks | |
With their hair high and tight, gripping their cocks | |
Put it down to the fact that opposites attract | |
And go blowing on the horn | |
On Okinawa straight Corporal Buchman bonded while getting tattoos | |
In California a thousand marines were caught posing for gay videos | |
Nobody's straight one hundred percent | |
Every soldier and sailor's potentially bent | |
I'll keep you hard till your girlfriend arrives | |
And go blowing on the horn | |
He wrote 'Barrack Buddies and Soldier Lovers', 'The Masculine Marine' | |
'Sailors and Sexual Identity' and did lots of research in between | |
But a writer should never stop living to write | |
Steven Zeeland, our hero, still follows the fleet | |
Painting the town, writing it down | |
And a' blowing on the horn | |
A man in the thrall of a sexual spell is the luckiest man alive | |
The dreams he has lived and the sperm he has spilled | |
Give meaning to his life | |
When you look back, after you're dead | |
You'll regret what you didn't do, not what you did | |
When I die mix my ash with the piss | |
At camp Pendleton Del Mar Enlisted Club |
zuo ci : Momus | |
All I desire is a military man who knows that he is born | |
A soldier, a sailor, a pretty marine blowing on the horn | |
On a military base or a battleship deck | |
Let me come in his ass with my tongue down his neck | |
When I die mix my ash with the piss | |
At Camp Pendleton Del Mar Enlisted Club | |
Well Brent was my crush in high school, boys | |
And I followed him round the world | |
Well the army sent Brent off to Frankfurt, boys | |
But Brent he went off with a girl | |
I rented a room like a Fassbinder film | |
But I needed a job so they had me begin | |
At a sporting goods store on the military base | |
Blowing on the horn | |
And why should I lust after killing machines | |
A man of my delicate build? | |
Why request photos of naked marines | |
From the Athletic Model Guild? | |
Stripped to the skin, their muscles like rocks | |
With their hair high and tight, gripping their cocks | |
Put it down to the fact that opposites attract | |
And go blowing on the horn | |
On Okinawa straight Corporal Buchman bonded while getting tattoos | |
In California a thousand marines were caught posing for gay videos | |
Nobody' s straight one hundred percent | |
Every soldier and sailor' s potentially bent | |
I' ll keep you hard till your girlfriend arrives | |
And go blowing on the horn | |
He wrote ' Barrack Buddies and Soldier Lovers', ' The Masculine Marine' | |
' Sailors and Sexual Identity' and did lots of research in between | |
But a writer should never stop living to write | |
Steven Zeeland, our hero, still follows the fleet | |
Painting the town, writing it down | |
And a' blowing on the horn | |
A man in the thrall of a sexual spell is the luckiest man alive | |
The dreams he has lived and the sperm he has spilled | |
Give meaning to his life | |
When you look back, after you' re dead | |
You' ll regret what you didn' t do, not what you did | |
When I die mix my ash with the piss | |
At camp Pendleton Del Mar Enlisted Club |
zuò cí : Momus | |
All I desire is a military man who knows that he is born | |
A soldier, a sailor, a pretty marine blowing on the horn | |
On a military base or a battleship deck | |
Let me come in his ass with my tongue down his neck | |
When I die mix my ash with the piss | |
At Camp Pendleton Del Mar Enlisted Club | |
Well Brent was my crush in high school, boys | |
And I followed him round the world | |
Well the army sent Brent off to Frankfurt, boys | |
But Brent he went off with a girl | |
I rented a room like a Fassbinder film | |
But I needed a job so they had me begin | |
At a sporting goods store on the military base | |
Blowing on the horn | |
And why should I lust after killing machines | |
A man of my delicate build? | |
Why request photos of naked marines | |
From the Athletic Model Guild? | |
Stripped to the skin, their muscles like rocks | |
With their hair high and tight, gripping their cocks | |
Put it down to the fact that opposites attract | |
And go blowing on the horn | |
On Okinawa straight Corporal Buchman bonded while getting tattoos | |
In California a thousand marines were caught posing for gay videos | |
Nobody' s straight one hundred percent | |
Every soldier and sailor' s potentially bent | |
I' ll keep you hard till your girlfriend arrives | |
And go blowing on the horn | |
He wrote ' Barrack Buddies and Soldier Lovers', ' The Masculine Marine' | |
' Sailors and Sexual Identity' and did lots of research in between | |
But a writer should never stop living to write | |
Steven Zeeland, our hero, still follows the fleet | |
Painting the town, writing it down | |
And a' blowing on the horn | |
A man in the thrall of a sexual spell is the luckiest man alive | |
The dreams he has lived and the sperm he has spilled | |
Give meaning to his life | |
When you look back, after you' re dead | |
You' ll regret what you didn' t do, not what you did | |
When I die mix my ash with the piss | |
At camp Pendleton Del Mar Enlisted Club |