歌曲 | Reggae Mortis |
歌手 | Voltaire |
专辑 | Ooky Spooky |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Forrest, Voltaire | |
I...find it very very scary | |
To be diggin' in a cemetery | |
In a cool Jamaican breeze | |
There's a zombie; I set him free | |
I let him loose from his grave | |
Kingston-town is no more safe | |
An experiment malign | |
With a reggae Frankenstein | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I've got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it's not Reggae Mortis | |
I'm stiff in the knees | |
JAH! Damn this disease... | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I've got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it's not Reggae Mortis | |
I'll get to the point: | |
It's messing up my joint(s). | |
Now, as I stand here on this cliff | |
With a zombie who is miffed | |
I gotta ask myself "What if | |
"I were to give that stiff a spliff?" | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I've got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it's not Reggae Mortis | |
I'm stiff in the knees | |
JAH! Damn this disease... | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I've got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it's not Bella Morte | |
Won't leave me alone | |
It's smokin' up my bone(s), ha! |
zuo qu : Forrest, Voltaire | |
I... find it very very scary | |
To be diggin' in a cemetery | |
In a cool Jamaican breeze | |
There' s a zombie I set him free | |
I let him loose from his grave | |
Kingstontown is no more safe | |
An experiment malign | |
With a reggae Frankenstein | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Reggae Mortis | |
I' m stiff in the knees | |
JAH! Damn this disease... | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Reggae Mortis | |
I' ll get to the point: | |
It' s messing up my joint s. | |
Now, as I stand here on this cliff | |
With a zombie who is miffed | |
I gotta ask myself " What if | |
" I were to give that stiff a spliff?" | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Reggae Mortis | |
I' m stiff in the knees | |
JAH! Damn this disease... | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Bella Morte | |
Won' t leave me alone | |
It' s smokin' up my bone s, ha! |
zuò qǔ : Forrest, Voltaire | |
I... find it very very scary | |
To be diggin' in a cemetery | |
In a cool Jamaican breeze | |
There' s a zombie I set him free | |
I let him loose from his grave | |
Kingstontown is no more safe | |
An experiment malign | |
With a reggae Frankenstein | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Reggae Mortis | |
I' m stiff in the knees | |
JAH! Damn this disease... | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Reggae Mortis | |
I' ll get to the point: | |
It' s messing up my joint s. | |
Now, as I stand here on this cliff | |
With a zombie who is miffed | |
I gotta ask myself " What if | |
" I were to give that stiff a spliff?" | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Reggae Mortis | |
I' m stiff in the knees | |
JAH! Damn this disease... | |
Reggae Mortis! | |
I think I' ve got Reggae Mortis | |
Hell I hope it' s not Bella Morte | |
Won' t leave me alone | |
It' s smokin' up my bone s, ha! |