| Song | Mouse in a Hole |
| Artist | Heavy Stereo |
| Album | Deja Voodoo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : GEM | |
| Living in a house with your mates and a mouse | |
| That runs around the kitchen. | |
| To living in a flat with your girl and a cat. | |
| Her pictures fixtures and fittings. | |
| Blocked any feelings that I’d found | |
| In the rain old town … London | |
| There I’d go man burning slow man, | |
| Missing more than hitting. | |
| Sinking low in a caffeine glow | |
| And daytime television. | |
| Any fear I’d hide behind | |
| Like a mouse in a hole | |
| All tunnel vision. Singing… | |
| Is this my life? | |
| Then it’s killing me somewhere | |
| It’s killing me somewhere | |
| Yeah? | |
| Like one big dream that worked out real. | |
| It came right at me wailing. | |
| It ram down my street. | |
| Scraping its teeth along my mental railings. | |
| Saying waking up time | |
| Waking up time. | |
| Remember this thing so well | |
| “This is the here and all you’ve got now” | |
| So ready or not, go get your something. | |
| Singing… |
| zuo ci : GEM | |
| Living in a house with your mates and a mouse | |
| That runs around the kitchen. | |
| To living in a flat with your girl and a cat. | |
| Her pictures fixtures and fittings. | |
| Blocked any feelings that I' d found | |
| In the rain old town London | |
| There I' d go man burning slow man, | |
| Missing more than hitting. | |
| Sinking low in a caffeine glow | |
| And daytime television. | |
| Any fear I' d hide behind | |
| Like a mouse in a hole | |
| All tunnel vision. Singing | |
| Is this my life? | |
| Then it' s killing me somewhere | |
| It' s killing me somewhere | |
| Yeah? | |
| Like one big dream that worked out real. | |
| It came right at me wailing. | |
| It ram down my street. | |
| Scraping its teeth along my mental railings. | |
| Saying waking up time | |
| Waking up time. | |
| Remember this thing so well | |
| " This is the here and all you' ve got now" | |
| So ready or not, go get your something. | |
| Singing |
| zuò cí : GEM | |
| Living in a house with your mates and a mouse | |
| That runs around the kitchen. | |
| To living in a flat with your girl and a cat. | |
| Her pictures fixtures and fittings. | |
| Blocked any feelings that I' d found | |
| In the rain old town London | |
| There I' d go man burning slow man, | |
| Missing more than hitting. | |
| Sinking low in a caffeine glow | |
| And daytime television. | |
| Any fear I' d hide behind | |
| Like a mouse in a hole | |
| All tunnel vision. Singing | |
| Is this my life? | |
| Then it' s killing me somewhere | |
| It' s killing me somewhere | |
| Yeah? | |
| Like one big dream that worked out real. | |
| It came right at me wailing. | |
| It ram down my street. | |
| Scraping its teeth along my mental railings. | |
| Saying waking up time | |
| Waking up time. | |
| Remember this thing so well | |
| " This is the here and all you' ve got now" | |
| So ready or not, go get your something. | |
| Singing |