| Song | Junkyard Dog (Tears On Stone) |
| Artist | Winger |
| Album | The Very Best Of Winger |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Beach, Winger | |
| So you never meant lettin' it go this far | |
| The lifestyle that seemed so charmin' | |
| You couldn't see | |
| They saw you comin' | |
| Buried you in their sin | |
| Promisin' ecstasy | |
| You were so blind | |
| Look out ' | |
| Cos now the dog's inside you | |
| The Junkyard | |
| Dog speaks for you | |
| Ain't no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| How does it feel to live | |
| Where there's no dimension | |
| I wonder if it was ever your intention | |
| A straight - | |
| A- student | |
| Straight down the drain | |
| Master of the mainline | |
| Keeper of the ball and chain | |
| You were so blind | |
| Look what you've done now | |
| Rolled the dice | |
| For paradise | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice (Repeat Chorus) | |
| Frozen there jackknifed forever | |
| In the foaming jaw | |
| And invisible claw | |
| Ain't no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| Ain't no master | |
| Now you're gone | |
| What an irony | |
| My friend | |
| I feel not much sympathy | |
| No one could tame you | |
| You wouldn't listen | |
| Voices in your head | |
| Screaming absolute submission | |
| And now the dog's inside you | |
| The Junkyard | |
| Dog speaks for you | |
| Ain't no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| Frozen there jackknifed forever | |
| In the foaming jaw | |
| And invisible claw | |
| Ain't no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| You were blind | |
| Look what you've done now | |
| Rolled the dice | |
| For paradise | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice | |
| Baby ain't no master of the | |
| Junk I guess my pride got the best of me | |
| But it would have taken a war | |
| To get through to you | |
| I know I'd walked out too soon | |
| When I found you on the floor | |
| No it's never been the same | |
| The dreams they come | |
| They never change | |
| Nothing left but my tears falling on stone | |
| No it's never been the same | |
| Guess I've only got myself to blame | |
| See the nest | |
| The bird has flown | |
| There's nothing left | |
| But my tears falling on stone ....say goodbye.... | |
| I guess my pride got the best of me | |
| There's nothing left but the tears | |
| Falling on stone | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice |
| zuo ci : Beach, Winger | |
| So you never meant lettin' it go this far | |
| The lifestyle that seemed so charmin' | |
| You couldn' t see | |
| They saw you comin' | |
| Buried you in their sin | |
| Promisin' ecstasy | |
| You were so blind | |
| Look out ' | |
| Cos now the dog' s inside you | |
| The Junkyard | |
| Dog speaks for you | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| How does it feel to live | |
| Where there' s no dimension | |
| I wonder if it was ever your intention | |
| A straight | |
| A student | |
| Straight down the drain | |
| Master of the mainline | |
| Keeper of the ball and chain | |
| You were so blind | |
| Look what you' ve done now | |
| Rolled the dice | |
| For paradise | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice Repeat Chorus | |
| Frozen there jackknifed forever | |
| In the foaming jaw | |
| And invisible claw | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| Ain' t no master | |
| Now you' re gone | |
| What an irony | |
| My friend | |
| I feel not much sympathy | |
| No one could tame you | |
| You wouldn' t listen | |
| Voices in your head | |
| Screaming absolute submission | |
| And now the dog' s inside you | |
| The Junkyard | |
| Dog speaks for you | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| Frozen there jackknifed forever | |
| In the foaming jaw | |
| And invisible claw | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| You were blind | |
| Look what you' ve done now | |
| Rolled the dice | |
| For paradise | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice | |
| Baby ain' t no master of the | |
| Junk I guess my pride got the best of me | |
| But it would have taken a war | |
| To get through to you | |
| I know I' d walked out too soon | |
| When I found you on the floor | |
| No it' s never been the same | |
| The dreams they come | |
| They never change | |
| Nothing left but my tears falling on stone | |
| No it' s never been the same | |
| Guess I' ve only got myself to blame | |
| See the nest | |
| The bird has flown | |
| There' s nothing left | |
| But my tears falling on stone .... say goodbye.... | |
| I guess my pride got the best of me | |
| There' s nothing left but the tears | |
| Falling on stone | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice |
| zuò cí : Beach, Winger | |
| So you never meant lettin' it go this far | |
| The lifestyle that seemed so charmin' | |
| You couldn' t see | |
| They saw you comin' | |
| Buried you in their sin | |
| Promisin' ecstasy | |
| You were so blind | |
| Look out ' | |
| Cos now the dog' s inside you | |
| The Junkyard | |
| Dog speaks for you | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| How does it feel to live | |
| Where there' s no dimension | |
| I wonder if it was ever your intention | |
| A straight | |
| A student | |
| Straight down the drain | |
| Master of the mainline | |
| Keeper of the ball and chain | |
| You were so blind | |
| Look what you' ve done now | |
| Rolled the dice | |
| For paradise | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice Repeat Chorus | |
| Frozen there jackknifed forever | |
| In the foaming jaw | |
| And invisible claw | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| Ain' t no master | |
| Now you' re gone | |
| What an irony | |
| My friend | |
| I feel not much sympathy | |
| No one could tame you | |
| You wouldn' t listen | |
| Voices in your head | |
| Screaming absolute submission | |
| And now the dog' s inside you | |
| The Junkyard | |
| Dog speaks for you | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| Frozen there jackknifed forever | |
| In the foaming jaw | |
| And invisible claw | |
| Ain' t no master of the | |
| Junkyard Dog | |
| You were blind | |
| Look what you' ve done now | |
| Rolled the dice | |
| For paradise | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice | |
| Baby ain' t no master of the | |
| Junk I guess my pride got the best of me | |
| But it would have taken a war | |
| To get through to you | |
| I know I' d walked out too soon | |
| When I found you on the floor | |
| No it' s never been the same | |
| The dreams they come | |
| They never change | |
| Nothing left but my tears falling on stone | |
| No it' s never been the same | |
| Guess I' ve only got myself to blame | |
| See the nest | |
| The bird has flown | |
| There' s nothing left | |
| But my tears falling on stone .... say goodbye.... | |
| I guess my pride got the best of me | |
| There' s nothing left but the tears | |
| Falling on stone | |
| Damn you for taking bad advice |