Die on a Rope - The distillers[蒸馏器]
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Die on a Rope
歌手:The distillers[蒸馏器]
作词:未知
作曲:未知
发行公司:未知
大小:1.53 MB
时长:02:39秒
比特率:80K
评分:0.0分
介绍:《Die on a Rope - The distillers[蒸馏器]》The distillers[蒸馏器] & The distillers[蒸馏器]演唱的歌曲,由未知作词、未知作曲。
如果你觉得好听,欢迎分享给朋友一起看看歌词,一起支持歌手!
Die on a Rope - The distillers[蒸馏器]文本歌词
Nail the bodies to the crucifix,
slit the throats of all the priests.
The last smile they will ever expect
a gaping hole running right through their neck.
Snakes get fat while the good rats die,
all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me?
All your sins will be forgiven
when your blood begins to thicken.
You have the answers to our questions,
god bless this great depression.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
and all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me?
Throw the bodies into the streets,
nothing more than rotten meat.
Taught not to bite the hand that feeds,
Til its cold and dry and no longer bleeds.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
so all the pigs should be bled dry.
The London metropolitan,
all the fucking clergy men,
child abusers, national front,
rapists, racists, all fucking scum.
And they march hand in hand
to rape our green and pleasant land.
Dust to dust, earth to earth,
the new born babies drowned at birth.
And there's no future for England's son,
there nine years old and they all carry guns.
Take out your crowbars, take out your knives,
drain out your blood we all deserve to die.
It's time for us to take a stand,
we are dying on our knees in this grey broken land.
And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves,
that death ain't a sin when your living in hell.
There ain't no glory and there ain't no hope,
we will hang ourselves, just show us the rope.
There ain't no scapegoats left to blame.
We brought this on ourselves,
and we could have been the change.
Great Britain is fucking dead so cut our throats,
end our lives, lets fucking start again.
编辑于2008/05/24更新
slit the throats of all the priests.
The last smile they will ever expect
a gaping hole running right through their neck.
Snakes get fat while the good rats die,
all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me?
All your sins will be forgiven
when your blood begins to thicken.
You have the answers to our questions,
god bless this great depression.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
and all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me?
Throw the bodies into the streets,
nothing more than rotten meat.
Taught not to bite the hand that feeds,
Til its cold and dry and no longer bleeds.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
so all the pigs should be bled dry.
The London metropolitan,
all the fucking clergy men,
child abusers, national front,
rapists, racists, all fucking scum.
And they march hand in hand
to rape our green and pleasant land.
Dust to dust, earth to earth,
the new born babies drowned at birth.
And there's no future for England's son,
there nine years old and they all carry guns.
Take out your crowbars, take out your knives,
drain out your blood we all deserve to die.
It's time for us to take a stand,
we are dying on our knees in this grey broken land.
And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves,
that death ain't a sin when your living in hell.
There ain't no glory and there ain't no hope,
we will hang ourselves, just show us the rope.
There ain't no scapegoats left to blame.
We brought this on ourselves,
and we could have been the change.
Great Britain is fucking dead so cut our throats,
end our lives, lets fucking start again.
编辑于2008/05/24更新
Die on a Rope - The distillers[蒸馏器]LRC歌词
[ti:Crucifucks] [ar:Gallows] [al:Grey Britain] [by: ] [00:-04.00]Gallows - Crucifucks [00:-03.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang [00:-02.00]@ @ [00:-01.00] [00:01.44]Nail the bodies to the crucifix, [00:03.59]slit the throats of all the priests. [00:06.36]The last smile they will ever expect [00:09.05]a gaping hole running right through their neck. [00:14.00]Snakes get fat while the good rats die, [00:16.53]all the pigs should be bled dry. [00:18.85]Who's with me? [00:21.65]All your sins will be forgiven [00:23.92]when your blood begins to thicken. [00:26.51]You have the answers to our questions, [00:28.94]god bless this great depression. [00:33.58]The snakes get fat while the good rats die, [00:36.71]and all the pigs should be bled dry. [00:38.98]Who's with me? [00:41.62] [00:45.55]Throw the bodies into the streets, [00:49.30]nothing more than rotten meat. [00:52.59]Taught not to bite the hand that feeds, [00:55.22]Til its cold and dry and no longer bleeds. [00:58.52]The snakes get fat while the good rats die, [01:01.52]so all the pigs should be bled dry. [01:04.70] [01:16.57]The London metropolitan, [01:20.39]all the fucking clergy men, [01:23.58]child abusers, national front, [01:27.01]rapists, racists, all fucking scum. [01:29.83]And they march hand in hand [01:33.16]to rape our green and pleasant land. [01:35.84]Dust to dust, earth to earth, [01:38.94]the new born babies drowned at birth. [01:42.51]And there's no future for England's son, [01:45.50]there nine years old and they all carry guns. [01:48.15]Take out your crowbars, take out your knives, [01:51.07]drain out your blood we all deserve to die. [01:56.16] [02:05.68]It's time for us to take a stand, [02:12.58]we are dying on our knees in this grey broken land. [02:19.57]And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves, [02:25.57]that death ain't a sin when your living in hell. [02:29.22] [02:31.52]There ain't no glory and there ain't no hope, [02:36.58]we will hang ourselves, just show us the rope. [02:43.50]There ain't no scapegoats left to blame. [02:49.60]We brought this on ourselves, [02:53.22]and we could have been the change. [02:56.54]Great Britain is fucking dead so cut our throats, [03:04.32]end our lives, lets fucking start again. [03:11.83]
其他歌词
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- 6
-
7
Bridge Over Troubled Water -Artists: Simon & Garfunkel -the # 10 song of the 1970-1979 rock era -was # 1 for 6 weeks in 1970 -Words and Music by Paul Simon
- 8
-
9
Delta Goodrem-Brave Face 8lrc.com 制作 Put your brave face on The one you wore when you stole my heart Won't you hold my hand We'll jump together into
-
10
U2 - All Because Of You Album: How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb I was born a child of grace Nothing else about the place Everything was ugly but your beautif