| Song | Back Up Against the Wall |
| Artist | Rancid |
| Album | Indestructible |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Armstrong, Frederiksen | |
| Rock gets hot, now she can't stop | |
| She's a lot, a lot like a robot | |
| And she can't be bought, and her nerves are shot | |
| And she starts to rot, from the inside out | |
| She said I don't need you to save me, but there's people here trying to blame me | |
| And there's no jobs that will pay me, enough to feed my family | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there's no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| Law crack re-run, fools are chippin | |
| Promises are broken, yeh, jobs are leavin | |
| And the sky is darkening in the land of stepping | |
| But the bus is staying and | |
| I won't be regretting | |
| And there's no more jobs here, no more love here | |
| No more room here for me, and there's no more jobs here | |
| Only misery here, for me and my family | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there's no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| Now where have all the good times gone(ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!) | |
| But something here is going wrong(ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT) | |
| Why even bother, when you getting clobbered | |
| Nowhere is safe and sound, off the sweat they will profit | |
| Your getting robbed and their gunning you down to the ground | |
| Oh we all got big dreams now, the new factory just shut down | |
| And there's not enough to go around, cause their gunning you down to the ground | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there's no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall |
| zuo ci : Armstrong, Frederiksen | |
| Rock gets hot, now she can' t stop | |
| She' s a lot, a lot like a robot | |
| And she can' t be bought, and her nerves are shot | |
| And she starts to rot, from the inside out | |
| She said I don' t need you to save me, but there' s people here trying to blame me | |
| And there' s no jobs that will pay me, enough to feed my family | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there' s no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| Law crack rerun, fools are chippin | |
| Promises are broken, yeh, jobs are leavin | |
| And the sky is darkening in the land of stepping | |
| But the bus is staying and | |
| I won' t be regretting | |
| And there' s no more jobs here, no more love here | |
| No more room here for me, and there' s no more jobs here | |
| Only misery here, for me and my family | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there' s no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| Now where have all the good times gone ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! | |
| But something here is going wrong ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT | |
| Why even bother, when you getting clobbered | |
| Nowhere is safe and sound, off the sweat they will profit | |
| Your getting robbed and their gunning you down to the ground | |
| Oh we all got big dreams now, the new factory just shut down | |
| And there' s not enough to go around, cause their gunning you down to the ground | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there' s no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall |
| zuò cí : Armstrong, Frederiksen | |
| Rock gets hot, now she can' t stop | |
| She' s a lot, a lot like a robot | |
| And she can' t be bought, and her nerves are shot | |
| And she starts to rot, from the inside out | |
| She said I don' t need you to save me, but there' s people here trying to blame me | |
| And there' s no jobs that will pay me, enough to feed my family | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there' s no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| Law crack rerun, fools are chippin | |
| Promises are broken, yeh, jobs are leavin | |
| And the sky is darkening in the land of stepping | |
| But the bus is staying and | |
| I won' t be regretting | |
| And there' s no more jobs here, no more love here | |
| No more room here for me, and there' s no more jobs here | |
| Only misery here, for me and my family | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there' s no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| Now where have all the good times gone ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! | |
| But something here is going wrong ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT | |
| Why even bother, when you getting clobbered | |
| Nowhere is safe and sound, off the sweat they will profit | |
| Your getting robbed and their gunning you down to the ground | |
| Oh we all got big dreams now, the new factory just shut down | |
| And there' s not enough to go around, cause their gunning you down to the ground | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And I got my back up against the wall | |
| And no one hears her call | |
| Cause there' s no one there at all | |
| And I got my back up against the wall |