E-Pro 歌詞
E-Pro - Beck
See me coming to town with my soul
Straight down out of the world
With my fingers
Holding onto the devil I know
All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
Take your eyes
And your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth off
But look where you're aiming
Don't forget to pick up what you sow
Talking trash to
The garbage around you
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
See me kickin the door with my boots
Broke down out
In a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones
In the back of your room
Handing out a confection of venom
Heaven's drunk from the poison you use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a comfort to you
Hammer my bones
On the anvil of daylight
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way
These tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much
Left to taste that's bitter
I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way
These tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much
Left to taste that's bitter
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na