Leppo And The Jooves Lyrics
| Song | Leppo And The Jooves |
| Artist | The Soft Boys |
| Album | 1976-81 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hitchcock | |
| Crabwise | |
| Over the Andalusian extensions of the life and loves of Noddy | |
| Through the windows of disgust | |
| The teeth of Leppo and his managers awry | |
| No time to cry | |
| Sunrise | |
| A lamp of no position in the loss of all existence | |
| To the vultures without bibles and | |
| The preachers without leaves that pass it by | |
| No time to sigh | |
| All them pretty women | |
| Planted in a row | |
| You see them in the newspapers | |
| But you can't have 'em -- no! | |
| No no no no no no no no!Oh ho ho! | |
| They get Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-Jooves | |
| They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves | |
| On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs | |
| Leppo... | |
| Likewise | |
| A farmer and his diary might conspire to freeze a widow | |
| So I went to rob the lizard | |
| Of his skin, his coat, his money and his earth | |
| All that he's worth | |
| Someday | |
| You realize that everything you do or see or think of | |
| If it interferes with nothing | |
| Might as well dissolve in arrows or in tears | |
| Nobody hears | |
| All them famous people | |
| Washed off in the rain | |
| Leave not even a puddle, baby | |
| All you leave is your name | |
| Huh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!Your name! | |
| I got a name, baby | |
| It's Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-JoovesOh ho ho! | |
| They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves | |
| Ah ha ha!Ah ha ha. | |
| On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs | |
| Leppo... | |
| Listen | |
| And you can hear the dripping of the clocks, the reaping of the sun | |
| the vengeance of the hammer and | |
| The squeamish tight explosion of the liar | |
| Burn in the fire | |
| Gazing | |
| With unforeseeing eyes into the smoke, the lungs of war | |
| And all the endless formulations of unusable beginnings that | |
| Have grown from hungry rivers into trees | |
| Nobody sees | |
| All them hungry people | |
| They don't look so good | |
| But I don't let it bother you | |
| I don't see why it should | |
| No no no no no no!Oh oh ho | |
| Oh ho ho | |
| Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-Jooves | |
| They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves | |
| On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs | |
| Leppo... |
| zuo ci : Hitchcock | |
| Crabwise | |
| Over the Andalusian extensions of the life and loves of Noddy | |
| Through the windows of disgust | |
| The teeth of Leppo and his managers awry | |
| No time to cry | |
| Sunrise | |
| A lamp of no position in the loss of all existence | |
| To the vultures without bibles and | |
| The preachers without leaves that pass it by | |
| No time to sigh | |
| All them pretty women | |
| Planted in a row | |
| You see them in the newspapers | |
| But you can' t have ' em no! | |
| No no no no no no no no! Oh ho ho! | |
| They get LepLepLeppo and the JJJJJJooves | |
| They jump on anything that mmmmmmoves | |
| On taxis, coffinlids, Americans, pianoheads and roofs | |
| Leppo... | |
| Likewise | |
| A farmer and his diary might conspire to freeze a widow | |
| So I went to rob the lizard | |
| Of his skin, his coat, his money and his earth | |
| All that he' s worth | |
| Someday | |
| You realize that everything you do or see or think of | |
| If it interferes with nothing | |
| Might as well dissolve in arrows or in tears | |
| Nobody hears | |
| All them famous people | |
| Washed off in the rain | |
| Leave not even a puddle, baby | |
| All you leave is your name | |
| Huhhahahahaha! Your name! | |
| I got a name, baby | |
| It' s LepLepLeppo and the JJJJJJoovesOh ho ho! | |
| They jump on anything that mmmmmmoves | |
| Ah ha ha! Ah ha ha. | |
| On taxis, coffinlids, Americans, pianoheads and roofs | |
| Leppo... | |
| Listen | |
| And you can hear the dripping of the clocks, the reaping of the sun | |
| the vengeance of the hammer and | |
| The squeamish tight explosion of the liar | |
| Burn in the fire | |
| Gazing | |
| With unforeseeing eyes into the smoke, the lungs of war | |
| And all the endless formulations of unusable beginnings that | |
| Have grown from hungry rivers into trees | |
| Nobody sees | |
| All them hungry people | |
| They don' t look so good | |
| But I don' t let it bother you | |
| I don' t see why it should | |
| No no no no no no! Oh oh ho | |
| Oh ho ho | |
| LepLepLeppo and the JJJJJJooves | |
| They jump on anything that mmmmmmoves | |
| On taxis, coffinlids, Americans, pianoheads and roofs | |
| Leppo... |
| zuò cí : Hitchcock | |
| Crabwise | |
| Over the Andalusian extensions of the life and loves of Noddy | |
| Through the windows of disgust | |
| The teeth of Leppo and his managers awry | |
| No time to cry | |
| Sunrise | |
| A lamp of no position in the loss of all existence | |
| To the vultures without bibles and | |
| The preachers without leaves that pass it by | |
| No time to sigh | |
| All them pretty women | |
| Planted in a row | |
| You see them in the newspapers | |
| But you can' t have ' em no! | |
| No no no no no no no no! Oh ho ho! | |
| They get LepLepLeppo and the JJJJJJooves | |
| They jump on anything that mmmmmmoves | |
| On taxis, coffinlids, Americans, pianoheads and roofs | |
| Leppo... | |
| Likewise | |
| A farmer and his diary might conspire to freeze a widow | |
| So I went to rob the lizard | |
| Of his skin, his coat, his money and his earth | |
| All that he' s worth | |
| Someday | |
| You realize that everything you do or see or think of | |
| If it interferes with nothing | |
| Might as well dissolve in arrows or in tears | |
| Nobody hears | |
| All them famous people | |
| Washed off in the rain | |
| Leave not even a puddle, baby | |
| All you leave is your name | |
| Huhhahahahaha! Your name! | |
| I got a name, baby | |
| It' s LepLepLeppo and the JJJJJJoovesOh ho ho! | |
| They jump on anything that mmmmmmoves | |
| Ah ha ha! Ah ha ha. | |
| On taxis, coffinlids, Americans, pianoheads and roofs | |
| Leppo... | |
| Listen | |
| And you can hear the dripping of the clocks, the reaping of the sun | |
| the vengeance of the hammer and | |
| The squeamish tight explosion of the liar | |
| Burn in the fire | |
| Gazing | |
| With unforeseeing eyes into the smoke, the lungs of war | |
| And all the endless formulations of unusable beginnings that | |
| Have grown from hungry rivers into trees | |
| Nobody sees | |
| All them hungry people | |
| They don' t look so good | |
| But I don' t let it bother you | |
| I don' t see why it should | |
| No no no no no no! Oh oh ho | |
| Oh ho ho | |
| LepLepLeppo and the JJJJJJooves | |
| They jump on anything that mmmmmmoves | |
| On taxis, coffinlids, Americans, pianoheads and roofs | |
| Leppo... |
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