| Song | Bed Of Prayer |
| Artist | Adam Green |
| Album | Sixes & Sevens |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Green | |
| hard to keep me hungry | |
| spinning the backsides bare | |
| praise be a little daisy | |
| who makes my bed of prayer | |
| fuss a little on the slave ship | |
| she's arriving at the source | |
| talk trash about a liar | |
| who's day has run it's course | |
| don't take it from a mantra | |
| dusty music magazines | |
| just wait to see the french bull dog | |
| fly on the high trapeze | |
| hard to keep me unfriendly | |
| even providers get lost | |
| rock out you better log out | |
| and save that pleasures cost | |
| hard to keep me fancy | |
| living as natural studs | |
| love to tie the leather harness | |
| and suck thy neighbors blood | |
| don't take it from a mantra | |
| dusty music magazines | |
| just wait to see the french bull dog | |
| fly on the high trapeze | |
| hard to keep me hungry | |
| spinning the backsides bare | |
| praise be a little daisy | |
| who makes my bed of prayer |
| zuo qu : Green | |
| hard to keep me hungry | |
| spinning the backsides bare | |
| praise be a little daisy | |
| who makes my bed of prayer | |
| fuss a little on the slave ship | |
| she' s arriving at the source | |
| talk trash about a liar | |
| who' s day has run it' s course | |
| don' t take it from a mantra | |
| dusty music magazines | |
| just wait to see the french bull dog | |
| fly on the high trapeze | |
| hard to keep me unfriendly | |
| even providers get lost | |
| rock out you better log out | |
| and save that pleasures cost | |
| hard to keep me fancy | |
| living as natural studs | |
| love to tie the leather harness | |
| and suck thy neighbors blood | |
| don' t take it from a mantra | |
| dusty music magazines | |
| just wait to see the french bull dog | |
| fly on the high trapeze | |
| hard to keep me hungry | |
| spinning the backsides bare | |
| praise be a little daisy | |
| who makes my bed of prayer |
| zuò qǔ : Green | |
| hard to keep me hungry | |
| spinning the backsides bare | |
| praise be a little daisy | |
| who makes my bed of prayer | |
| fuss a little on the slave ship | |
| she' s arriving at the source | |
| talk trash about a liar | |
| who' s day has run it' s course | |
| don' t take it from a mantra | |
| dusty music magazines | |
| just wait to see the french bull dog | |
| fly on the high trapeze | |
| hard to keep me unfriendly | |
| even providers get lost | |
| rock out you better log out | |
| and save that pleasures cost | |
| hard to keep me fancy | |
| living as natural studs | |
| love to tie the leather harness | |
| and suck thy neighbors blood | |
| don' t take it from a mantra | |
| dusty music magazines | |
| just wait to see the french bull dog | |
| fly on the high trapeze | |
| hard to keep me hungry | |
| spinning the backsides bare | |
| praise be a little daisy | |
| who makes my bed of prayer |