Gold For Bread Lyrics
| Song | Gold For Bread |
| Artist | Blitzen Trapper |
| Album | Furr |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Earley | |
| I’m a broke down wreck with a ball and chain | |
| Just sitting in the kitchen with my fortune and fame | |
| There’s a monkey in a mask and he's calling my name | |
| There’s a midget on his back, | |
| He’s waiting for the midnight train | |
| Cause we’re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I’m running from the air-jets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We're trading gold for bread | |
| Well the militarized mistress yeah you sink like a stone | |
| Well I’m out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam | |
| I can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm | |
| Blowing dusty through the kitchen | |
| While you’re standing in your high heels in your hall | |
| Cause we’re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I’m running from the air-jets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We're trading gold for bread | |
| Yeah there’s this choice you gotta make and it’ll cut to the coil | |
| Like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil | |
| There’s a lady and her lover and they’re covered in oil | |
| Slipping down through the cracks | |
| With the attack and a face full of foil | |
| Cause we’re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I’m running from the air-jets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We're trading gold for bread |
| zuo qu : Earley | |
| I' m a broke down wreck with a ball and chain | |
| Just sitting in the kitchen with my fortune and fame | |
| There' s a monkey in a mask and he' s calling my name | |
| There' s a midget on his back, | |
| He' s waiting for the midnight train | |
| Cause we' re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I' m running from the airjets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We' re trading gold for bread | |
| Well the militarized mistress yeah you sink like a stone | |
| Well I' m out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam | |
| I can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm | |
| Blowing dusty through the kitchen | |
| While you' re standing in your high heels in your hall | |
| Cause we' re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I' m running from the airjets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We' re trading gold for bread | |
| Yeah there' s this choice you gotta make and it' ll cut to the coil | |
| Like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil | |
| There' s a lady and her lover and they' re covered in oil | |
| Slipping down through the cracks | |
| With the attack and a face full of foil | |
| Cause we' re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I' m running from the airjets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We' re trading gold for bread |
| zuò qǔ : Earley | |
| I' m a broke down wreck with a ball and chain | |
| Just sitting in the kitchen with my fortune and fame | |
| There' s a monkey in a mask and he' s calling my name | |
| There' s a midget on his back, | |
| He' s waiting for the midnight train | |
| Cause we' re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I' m running from the airjets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We' re trading gold for bread | |
| Well the militarized mistress yeah you sink like a stone | |
| Well I' m out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam | |
| I can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm | |
| Blowing dusty through the kitchen | |
| While you' re standing in your high heels in your hall | |
| Cause we' re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I' m running from the airjets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We' re trading gold for bread | |
| Yeah there' s this choice you gotta make and it' ll cut to the coil | |
| Like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil | |
| There' s a lady and her lover and they' re covered in oil | |
| Slipping down through the cracks | |
| With the attack and a face full of foil | |
| Cause we' re pulling up stakes | |
| Gotta load up the car | |
| Get my right beat back | |
| Do some air guitar | |
| Cause I' m running from the airjets | |
| Inside of my head | |
| On my bedWith a leg full of lead | |
| We' re trading gold for bread |
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