Another Montreal Social Meltdown Lyrics
| Song | Another Montreal Social Meltdown |
| Artist | Jambori Jambora |
| Album | Internet Killed the Video Star |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Justin Courcelles | |
| 作曲 : Justin Courcelles/Thomas Thivierge/Antonin Kelly | |
| The laundromat girl had a vicious and deadly vice. | |
| To conquer all the clothes so she can wash'em up with spice | |
| And I walked in with a hat that grew much higher than the towers | |
| Look at the time I'm afraid I've left my costumes on the wire | |
| Turns n' tangles of the machine left her craving for my voice | |
| Her long hair n' whispers they've left me with no choice | |
| The dog leashed outside the laundromat starts barking at the noise | |
| I'ts 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high watch me running from the telescope. | |
| After the encountered silhouette, I bummed my dog a cigarette | |
| Ran to the metro half naked, the woman left me with a dress | |
| A sparkling eye along the sidewalk jumps ''You're not like all the rest!'' | |
| Can I sign you for a million bucks if you can manage just a sweat? | |
| Run to the metro, roll the dice, we'll see if you are worth the price | |
| If you're able to fill up your wagon with every single mice | |
| And all the billboards might state | |
| that you're the New York autoway | |
| it's 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high I feel my city slayed. | |
| Wow, what a shock to go from vermine to Moses on the block | |
| To free a million rabbits shaggin' in bars n' parking lots | |
| And I went down of my throne so my feet can touch the ground | |
| I must be tall cause I'm still bllinded by my head stuck in the clouds | |
| In all the metros they seek for the safest wagon free | |
| the more crowded that it gets, **** man! I gotta get out of here | |
| So the train, it went off the rails | |
| and they through me out to rot | |
| It's 3PM in Montreal, I must be high I feel much safer around the cops. | |
| Back at it, 'round St-Hubert with my lunch in a bag | |
| Who's the next one to be pointed dressed up in rags? | |
| My friendly and faithful dog that's been smoking all along | |
| If the crown fits his head, fine let's make it worth this canine's time | |
| The press screams Eureka for the dog who's heads gone fat | |
| left me back on Mount-Royal knocking at the laundromat | |
| The girl smiles disappointed ''man, where's your hat?'' | |
| I'ts 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high don't care where my city at. | |
| Freezing |
| zuo ci : Justin Courcelles | |
| zuo qu : Justin Courcelles Thomas Thivierge Antonin Kelly | |
| The laundromat girl had a vicious and deadly vice. | |
| To conquer all the clothes so she can wash' em up with spice | |
| And I walked in with a hat that grew much higher than the towers | |
| Look at the time I' m afraid I' ve left my costumes on the wire | |
| Turns n' tangles of the machine left her craving for my voice | |
| Her long hair n' whispers they' ve left me with no choice | |
| The dog leashed outside the laundromat starts barking at the noise | |
| I' ts 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high watch me running from the telescope. | |
| After the encountered silhouette, I bummed my dog a cigarette | |
| Ran to the metro half naked, the woman left me with a dress | |
| A sparkling eye along the sidewalk jumps '' You' re not like all the rest!'' | |
| Can I sign you for a million bucks if you can manage just a sweat? | |
| Run to the metro, roll the dice, we' ll see if you are worth the price | |
| If you' re able to fill up your wagon with every single mice | |
| And all the billboards might state | |
| that you' re the New York autoway | |
| it' s 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high I feel my city slayed. | |
| Wow, what a shock to go from vermine to Moses on the block | |
| To free a million rabbits shaggin' in bars n' parking lots | |
| And I went down of my throne so my feet can touch the ground | |
| I must be tall cause I' m still bllinded by my head stuck in the clouds | |
| In all the metros they seek for the safest wagon free | |
| the more crowded that it gets, man! I gotta get out of here | |
| So the train, it went off the rails | |
| and they through me out to rot | |
| It' s 3PM in Montreal, I must be high I feel much safer around the cops. | |
| Back at it, ' round StHubert with my lunch in a bag | |
| Who' s the next one to be pointed dressed up in rags? | |
| My friendly and faithful dog that' s been smoking all along | |
| If the crown fits his head, fine let' s make it worth this canine' s time | |
| The press screams Eureka for the dog who' s heads gone fat | |
| left me back on MountRoyal knocking at the laundromat | |
| The girl smiles disappointed '' man, where' s your hat?'' | |
| I' ts 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high don' t care where my city at. | |
| Freezing |
| zuò cí : Justin Courcelles | |
| zuò qǔ : Justin Courcelles Thomas Thivierge Antonin Kelly | |
| The laundromat girl had a vicious and deadly vice. | |
| To conquer all the clothes so she can wash' em up with spice | |
| And I walked in with a hat that grew much higher than the towers | |
| Look at the time I' m afraid I' ve left my costumes on the wire | |
| Turns n' tangles of the machine left her craving for my voice | |
| Her long hair n' whispers they' ve left me with no choice | |
| The dog leashed outside the laundromat starts barking at the noise | |
| I' ts 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high watch me running from the telescope. | |
| After the encountered silhouette, I bummed my dog a cigarette | |
| Ran to the metro half naked, the woman left me with a dress | |
| A sparkling eye along the sidewalk jumps '' You' re not like all the rest!'' | |
| Can I sign you for a million bucks if you can manage just a sweat? | |
| Run to the metro, roll the dice, we' ll see if you are worth the price | |
| If you' re able to fill up your wagon with every single mice | |
| And all the billboards might state | |
| that you' re the New York autoway | |
| it' s 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high I feel my city slayed. | |
| Wow, what a shock to go from vermine to Moses on the block | |
| To free a million rabbits shaggin' in bars n' parking lots | |
| And I went down of my throne so my feet can touch the ground | |
| I must be tall cause I' m still bllinded by my head stuck in the clouds | |
| In all the metros they seek for the safest wagon free | |
| the more crowded that it gets, man! I gotta get out of here | |
| So the train, it went off the rails | |
| and they through me out to rot | |
| It' s 3PM in Montreal, I must be high I feel much safer around the cops. | |
| Back at it, ' round StHubert with my lunch in a bag | |
| Who' s the next one to be pointed dressed up in rags? | |
| My friendly and faithful dog that' s been smoking all along | |
| If the crown fits his head, fine let' s make it worth this canine' s time | |
| The press screams Eureka for the dog who' s heads gone fat | |
| left me back on MountRoyal knocking at the laundromat | |
| The girl smiles disappointed '' man, where' s your hat?'' | |
| I' ts 3 PM in Montreal, I must be high don' t care where my city at. | |
| Freezing |
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