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Pack It Up (Radio Mix-Outtake)

Pretenders1981年6月1日

歌詞

Pack It Up - Pretenders

Oh, this is no place for me

 

Burnin' down the interbelt,

 

From jacuzzi to jacuzzi

 

It's all right for you man

 

Gettin' smashed, gettin' suntanned

 

But i know my place

 

Where's my suitcase?

 

Pack it up or throw it away

 

What i can't carry, bury

 

Oh you remember me, i remember you

 

But that was a long, long time ago

 

When i was passin' through

 

All my family, all my friends, my lover

 

I got to find them

 

My enemies, my new family, my new friends

 

My future enemies, i got to flush them out

 

Pack it all up, nothing goes in storage

 

I'm burnin' every bridge

 

Burn, baby, burn

 

I see your dog got shot

 

Well, hell, never mind

 

That's show biz, big boy

 

You've got to be cruel to be kind

 

Oh, give over and admit it

 

I've been tearing down the interstate

 

Like some kind of bleeding cat

 

It's all right for the boss

 

His gain's my loss

 

That gets me down, it really gets me down

 

So pack it up and cut the crap

 

When the clock starts talkin', i start walkin'

 

When you pass in your porsche

 

Please don't offer me a ride

 

I may be a skunk

 

But you're a piece of junk, and furthermore

 

I don't like your trousers

 

Your appalling taste in women

 

And what about your mind

 

Your insipid record collection

 

That dumb home video center

 

The usual pronography

 

And all you scumbags around the world

 

You're the pits of the world!

 

 

 

 

***歌詞來自第三方***