| 作词 : Wheeler | |
| As I walk in the dirty rain | |
| Acid seeping through my brain | |
| I'm never gonna crack | |
| There can be no turning back | |
| Water runs down the windowpane | |
| As she sucks on a sugarcane | |
| You can see it in my face | |
| Staring into outer space | |
| We're renegades | |
| We belong in the gutter singing | |
| This song, all the bells are ringing | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| And it feels like a dirty dream | |
| Like I'm walking to the guillotine | |
| Feel the voodoo in my brain | |
| Sipping on a hurricane | |
| How's it feel to be a freak? | |
| Oh so pale and so unique | |
| To walk lonely in the rain | |
| Unashamed that we are not the same | |
| We belong in the gutter dreaming | |
| Sing along, at the stars we're screaming | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| How does it feel to be alone? | |
| Set apart from all the clones | |
| We're the ones who can't be tamed | |
| Who go against the grain | |
| Alright | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| We belong in the gutter singing | |
| This song, all the bells are ringing | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| How does it feel to be a renegade? | |
| We're condemned for we are not the same | |
| Visionaries in the cavalcade | |
| No we can't be tamed |
| zuo ci : Wheeler | |
| As I walk in the dirty rain | |
| Acid seeping through my brain | |
| I' m never gonna crack | |
| There can be no turning back | |
| Water runs down the windowpane | |
| As she sucks on a sugarcane | |
| You can see it in my face | |
| Staring into outer space | |
| We' re renegades | |
| We belong in the gutter singing | |
| This song, all the bells are ringing | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| And it feels like a dirty dream | |
| Like I' m walking to the guillotine | |
| Feel the voodoo in my brain | |
| Sipping on a hurricane | |
| How' s it feel to be a freak? | |
| Oh so pale and so unique | |
| To walk lonely in the rain | |
| Unashamed that we are not the same | |
| We belong in the gutter dreaming | |
| Sing along, at the stars we' re screaming | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| How does it feel to be alone? | |
| Set apart from all the clones | |
| We' re the ones who can' t be tamed | |
| Who go against the grain | |
| Alright | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| We belong in the gutter singing | |
| This song, all the bells are ringing | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| How does it feel to be a renegade? | |
| We' re condemned for we are not the same | |
| Visionaries in the cavalcade | |
| No we can' t be tamed |
| zuò cí : Wheeler | |
| As I walk in the dirty rain | |
| Acid seeping through my brain | |
| I' m never gonna crack | |
| There can be no turning back | |
| Water runs down the windowpane | |
| As she sucks on a sugarcane | |
| You can see it in my face | |
| Staring into outer space | |
| We' re renegades | |
| We belong in the gutter singing | |
| This song, all the bells are ringing | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| And it feels like a dirty dream | |
| Like I' m walking to the guillotine | |
| Feel the voodoo in my brain | |
| Sipping on a hurricane | |
| How' s it feel to be a freak? | |
| Oh so pale and so unique | |
| To walk lonely in the rain | |
| Unashamed that we are not the same | |
| We belong in the gutter dreaming | |
| Sing along, at the stars we' re screaming | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| How does it feel to be alone? | |
| Set apart from all the clones | |
| We' re the ones who can' t be tamed | |
| Who go against the grain | |
| Alright | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| We belong in the gutter singing | |
| This song, all the bells are ringing | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, yeah | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| How does it feel to be a renegade? | |
| We' re condemned for we are not the same | |
| Visionaries in the cavalcade | |
| No we can' t be tamed |