歌曲 | Mother Mayhem |
歌手 | Night Ranger |
专辑 | Seven |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blades, MacDonald | |
Written:Jack Blades/Pat Macdonald | |
[SONG BEGIN] | |
You mother me | |
You ooze affection | |
You smother me | |
With protection | |
When I'm in need | |
You pour me your sweet cider | |
And when I bleed | |
You tie the tournquiet tighter | |
[CHORUS BEGIN] | |
Wild daisies | |
Poking up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
[CHORUS END] | |
You hit me hard | |
Like a bolt of lightning | |
Then you kiss me softly | |
Just to further confuse | |
You leave me alone | |
I'm begging on my knees | |
Then you carry me home | |
Like a bag of groceries | |
[CHORUS BEGIN] | |
Wild daisies | |
Pushing up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Alright | |
[GUITAR SOLOS] | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Yea yea yea | |
When I sleep | |
You leave the light on | |
And when I weep | |
You dry my eyes with nylon | |
Industrial grade woman | |
Your smikestack's rising | |
The toast is on fire | |
And your baby is flying | |
[CHORUS BEGIN] | |
Wild daisies | |
Pokin up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Wild daisies | |
Pushing up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem.. Yea yea yea | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Yea yea yea Mother Mayhem | |
[CHORUS END] | |
[SONG END] |
zuo ci : Blades, MacDonald | |
Written: Jack Blades Pat Macdonald | |
SONG BEGIN | |
You mother me | |
You ooze affection | |
You smother me | |
With protection | |
When I' m in need | |
You pour me your sweet cider | |
And when I bleed | |
You tie the tournquiet tighter | |
CHORUS BEGIN | |
Wild daisies | |
Poking up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
CHORUS END | |
You hit me hard | |
Like a bolt of lightning | |
Then you kiss me softly | |
Just to further confuse | |
You leave me alone | |
I' m begging on my knees | |
Then you carry me home | |
Like a bag of groceries | |
CHORUS BEGIN | |
Wild daisies | |
Pushing up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Alright | |
GUITAR SOLOS | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Yea yea yea | |
When I sleep | |
You leave the light on | |
And when I weep | |
You dry my eyes with nylon | |
Industrial grade woman | |
Your smikestack' s rising | |
The toast is on fire | |
And your baby is flying | |
CHORUS BEGIN | |
Wild daisies | |
Pokin up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Wild daisies | |
Pushing up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem.. Yea yea yea | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Yea yea yea Mother Mayhem | |
CHORUS END | |
SONG END |
zuò cí : Blades, MacDonald | |
Written: Jack Blades Pat Macdonald | |
SONG BEGIN | |
You mother me | |
You ooze affection | |
You smother me | |
With protection | |
When I' m in need | |
You pour me your sweet cider | |
And when I bleed | |
You tie the tournquiet tighter | |
CHORUS BEGIN | |
Wild daisies | |
Poking up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
CHORUS END | |
You hit me hard | |
Like a bolt of lightning | |
Then you kiss me softly | |
Just to further confuse | |
You leave me alone | |
I' m begging on my knees | |
Then you carry me home | |
Like a bag of groceries | |
CHORUS BEGIN | |
Wild daisies | |
Pushing up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Alright | |
GUITAR SOLOS | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Yea yea yea | |
When I sleep | |
You leave the light on | |
And when I weep | |
You dry my eyes with nylon | |
Industrial grade woman | |
Your smikestack' s rising | |
The toast is on fire | |
And your baby is flying | |
CHORUS BEGIN | |
Wild daisies | |
Pokin up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Wild daisies | |
Pushing up thru the residue | |
While I | |
Take my chances | |
Hanging round down by Slagtown | |
Say goodbye | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem.. Yea yea yea | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Mother Mayhem | |
Yea yea yea Mother Mayhem | |
CHORUS END | |
SONG END |