歌曲 | The Prey |
歌手 | Dead Kennedys |
专辑 | Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
You're from out of town | |
I can tell that by your shoes | |
Flew in for the convention | |
Getting tipsy in a bar | |
You're leaving pretty late | |
Gotta get up in the morning | |
Thinking she's just too expensive | |
And you know you're# | |
Probably# | |
Right | |
There's no one on the streets | |
And you can't find your hotel | |
You walk a little faster | |
◇someone's following you | |
The wallet-size bulge | |
In your double-knit butt | |
Has money for me | |
And maybe credit cards | |
You dart around the next corner | |
You can't look around | |
Quick now, fish for the keys for the door | |
You don't even know where you are | |
You walk a little faster | |
I walk a little faster | |
Sensing that i sense you | |
Now there's no escape | |
I can almost taste your dandruff | |
As i reach for your face | |
◇and i strike |
You' re from out of town | |
I can tell that by your shoes | |
Flew in for the convention | |
Getting tipsy in a bar | |
You' re leaving pretty late | |
Gotta get up in the morning | |
Thinking she' s just too expensive | |
And you know you' re | |
Probably | |
Right | |
There' s no one on the streets | |
And you can' t find your hotel | |
You walk a little faster | |
someone' s following you | |
The walletsize bulge | |
In your doubleknit butt | |
Has money for me | |
And maybe credit cards | |
You dart around the next corner | |
You can' t look around | |
Quick now, fish for the keys for the door | |
You don' t even know where you are | |
You walk a little faster | |
I walk a little faster | |
Sensing that i sense you | |
Now there' s no escape | |
I can almost taste your dandruff | |
As i reach for your face | |
and i strike |
You' re from out of town | |
I can tell that by your shoes | |
Flew in for the convention | |
Getting tipsy in a bar | |
You' re leaving pretty late | |
Gotta get up in the morning | |
Thinking she' s just too expensive | |
And you know you' re | |
Probably | |
Right | |
There' s no one on the streets | |
And you can' t find your hotel | |
You walk a little faster | |
someone' s following you | |
The walletsize bulge | |
In your doubleknit butt | |
Has money for me | |
And maybe credit cards | |
You dart around the next corner | |
You can' t look around | |
Quick now, fish for the keys for the door | |
You don' t even know where you are | |
You walk a little faster | |
I walk a little faster | |
Sensing that i sense you | |
Now there' s no escape | |
I can almost taste your dandruff | |
As i reach for your face | |
and i strike |