| Song | Here Come The Romans |
| Artist | Cherry Ghost |
| Album | Thirst For Romance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Aldred, Parsons, Rhodes | |
| World without sound | |
| Can't you keep the noise down | |
| 'Else you gonna make the baby cry | |
| Over split blood | |
| Heavens anyone would | |
| Think you had an axe to grind | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go | |
| Home | |
| Hide the swag bag | |
| Quick before the tongues wag | |
| Cross your heart and claim a noble cause | |
| Quote the scriptures | |
| Paint your pretty pictures | |
| Fleece them with your filthy paws | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go | |
| Home | |
| Bad news spread fast and they're spreading, | |
| They're spreading like a chip pan fire | |
| We must confess | |
| We ain't progressed | |
| Since Elvis has left the building a mess | |
| World without sound | |
| Can't you keep the noise down | |
| 'Else you gonna make the baby cry | |
| Over split blood | |
| Heavens anyone would | |
| Think you had an axe to grind | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go | |
| Home |
| zuo qu : Aldred, Parsons, Rhodes | |
| World without sound | |
| Can' t you keep the noise down | |
| ' Else you gonna make the baby cry | |
| Over split blood | |
| Heavens anyone would | |
| Think you had an axe to grind | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they' re climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we' re tired and we wanna go | |
| Home | |
| Hide the swag bag | |
| Quick before the tongues wag | |
| Cross your heart and claim a noble cause | |
| Quote the scriptures | |
| Paint your pretty pictures | |
| Fleece them with your filthy paws | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they' re climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we' re tired and we wanna go | |
| Home | |
| Bad news spread fast and they' re spreading, | |
| They' re spreading like a chip pan fire | |
| We must confess | |
| We ain' t progressed | |
| Since Elvis has left the building a mess | |
| World without sound | |
| Can' t you keep the noise down | |
| ' Else you gonna make the baby cry | |
| Over split blood | |
| Heavens anyone would | |
| Think you had an axe to grind | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they' re climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we' re tired and we wanna go | |
| Home |
| zuò qǔ : Aldred, Parsons, Rhodes | |
| World without sound | |
| Can' t you keep the noise down | |
| ' Else you gonna make the baby cry | |
| Over split blood | |
| Heavens anyone would | |
| Think you had an axe to grind | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they' re climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we' re tired and we wanna go | |
| Home | |
| Hide the swag bag | |
| Quick before the tongues wag | |
| Cross your heart and claim a noble cause | |
| Quote the scriptures | |
| Paint your pretty pictures | |
| Fleece them with your filthy paws | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they' re climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we' re tired and we wanna go | |
| Home | |
| Bad news spread fast and they' re spreading, | |
| They' re spreading like a chip pan fire | |
| We must confess | |
| We ain' t progressed | |
| Since Elvis has left the building a mess | |
| World without sound | |
| Can' t you keep the noise down | |
| ' Else you gonna make the baby cry | |
| Over split blood | |
| Heavens anyone would | |
| Think you had an axe to grind | |
| Baby look out here come the Romans | |
| With their steely gaze they' re climbing on your sofa | |
| Cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart | |
| Forked tongues same song we' re tired and we wanna go | |
| Home |