Mom's Drunk 歌词
Mom's Drunk - The Amps
Written by：Kim Deal
Oooooh how
Generate the wave
On the ground
Deep cleeeaow
A photopass
Four words of hate
Me I'm packing bleak yeah
Her refrain
Spred over the stars
A stock went by
Me I'm satisfied
Oooooh how
Generate the wave
Generate the way
Oooooh how
Generate the way