| Song | (Just Once) Let's Do Something Different |
| Artist | Boys Night Out |
| Album | Make Yourself Sick |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
| I've got the scars that I'm hiding | |
| From times that I should have died | |
| And I drink to remember them all | |
| But it's the ones I've inflicted | |
| That keep me addicted | |
| And keep you admitted this fall | |
| So don't expect this to let up | |
| Now get set up for the set up | |
| Just put up or shut up | |
| Or don't call | |
| Sister,everything is softer | |
| Somethings should stay safely stashed away | |
| yea, brother | |
| You better bring your baseball bat or better, | |
| because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it's not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much | |
| Conflicting turn signals - we're dead | |
| A bold bright beacon blinking red | |
| The answer that's been written since day one | |
| The ride ruined in the recoil | |
| Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil | |
| An impulse still searching for the gun | |
| Faster feet flat to the floormat | |
| A tank topped up with the top back | |
| Brake lights blotted out by the sun | |
| Sister,everything is softer | |
| Somethings should stay safely stashed away | |
| yea, brother | |
| You better bring your baseball bat or better, | |
| because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it's not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much | |
| I've suffered through my potential | |
| And didn't come back | |
| With anything substantial | |
| I'm sorry but I need saving | |
| This horror..The perfect ending | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it's not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much |
| zuo qu : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
| I' ve got the scars that I' m hiding | |
| From times that I should have died | |
| And I drink to remember them all | |
| But it' s the ones I' ve inflicted | |
| That keep me addicted | |
| And keep you admitted this fall | |
| So don' t expect this to let up | |
| Now get set up for the set up | |
| Just put up or shut up | |
| Or don' t call | |
| Sister, everything is softer | |
| Somethings should stay safely stashed away | |
| yea, brother | |
| You better bring your baseball bat or better, | |
| because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it' s not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much | |
| Conflicting turn signals we' re dead | |
| A bold bright beacon blinking red | |
| The answer that' s been written since day one | |
| The ride ruined in the recoil | |
| Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil | |
| An impulse still searching for the gun | |
| Faster feet flat to the floormat | |
| A tank topped up with the top back | |
| Brake lights blotted out by the sun | |
| Sister, everything is softer | |
| Somethings should stay safely stashed away | |
| yea, brother | |
| You better bring your baseball bat or better, | |
| because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it' s not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much | |
| I' ve suffered through my potential | |
| And didn' t come back | |
| With anything substantial | |
| I' m sorry but I need saving | |
| This horror.. The perfect ending | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it' s not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much |
| zuò qǔ : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
| I' ve got the scars that I' m hiding | |
| From times that I should have died | |
| And I drink to remember them all | |
| But it' s the ones I' ve inflicted | |
| That keep me addicted | |
| And keep you admitted this fall | |
| So don' t expect this to let up | |
| Now get set up for the set up | |
| Just put up or shut up | |
| Or don' t call | |
| Sister, everything is softer | |
| Somethings should stay safely stashed away | |
| yea, brother | |
| You better bring your baseball bat or better, | |
| because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it' s not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much | |
| Conflicting turn signals we' re dead | |
| A bold bright beacon blinking red | |
| The answer that' s been written since day one | |
| The ride ruined in the recoil | |
| Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil | |
| An impulse still searching for the gun | |
| Faster feet flat to the floormat | |
| A tank topped up with the top back | |
| Brake lights blotted out by the sun | |
| Sister, everything is softer | |
| Somethings should stay safely stashed away | |
| yea, brother | |
| You better bring your baseball bat or better, | |
| because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it' s not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much | |
| I' ve suffered through my potential | |
| And didn' t come back | |
| With anything substantial | |
| I' m sorry but I need saving | |
| This horror.. The perfect ending | |
| So Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah, if it' s not too much | |
| Just once, lets do something different | |
| Yeah if its not too much |