| Song | Road Mutants |
| Artist | Death Angel |
| Album | Frolic Through The Park |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cavestany, Pepa | |
| (D. Pepa, R. Cavestany) | |
| They didn't used to be this way | |
| In the beginning | |
| Not to put up a front | |
| It's just the way they are | |
| Enter the human race | |
| But no one's winning | |
| You do what you can | |
| This is what they believe | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Road mutants crushing all | |
| They rise while others fall | |
| Laughing in your faces | |
| They smell like death | |
| So hold your breath | |
| Their skin starts to peel | |
| Sucking moisture off the surface | |
| Causing wounds that wait heal | |
| In the night there is no light | |
| The time is right to have fun | |
| Perspiration is no question | |
| When you're caught by the sun | |
| You feel their presence miles away | |
| You feel them coming | |
| Not too quick to arrive | |
| That's their style | |
| But when they finally hit the stage | |
| There's nothing left to say | |
| The real world goes away | |
| Escape for awhile | |
| (Chorus) | |
| They smell like death | |
| So hold your breath | |
| It's time to get down | |
| You can spot them from a distance | |
| Cause they're not from your town | |
| The road mutants love to | |
| Have a good time | |
| When we're gone | |
| You can't erase the scar on your mind | |
| (Chorus) |
| zuo ci : Cavestany, Pepa | |
| D. Pepa, R. Cavestany | |
| They didn' t used to be this way | |
| In the beginning | |
| Not to put up a front | |
| It' s just the way they are | |
| Enter the human race | |
| But no one' s winning | |
| You do what you can | |
| This is what they believe | |
| Chorus | |
| Road mutants crushing all | |
| They rise while others fall | |
| Laughing in your faces | |
| They smell like death | |
| So hold your breath | |
| Their skin starts to peel | |
| Sucking moisture off the surface | |
| Causing wounds that wait heal | |
| In the night there is no light | |
| The time is right to have fun | |
| Perspiration is no question | |
| When you' re caught by the sun | |
| You feel their presence miles away | |
| You feel them coming | |
| Not too quick to arrive | |
| That' s their style | |
| But when they finally hit the stage | |
| There' s nothing left to say | |
| The real world goes away | |
| Escape for awhile | |
| Chorus | |
| They smell like death | |
| So hold your breath | |
| It' s time to get down | |
| You can spot them from a distance | |
| Cause they' re not from your town | |
| The road mutants love to | |
| Have a good time | |
| When we' re gone | |
| You can' t erase the scar on your mind | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Cavestany, Pepa | |
| D. Pepa, R. Cavestany | |
| They didn' t used to be this way | |
| In the beginning | |
| Not to put up a front | |
| It' s just the way they are | |
| Enter the human race | |
| But no one' s winning | |
| You do what you can | |
| This is what they believe | |
| Chorus | |
| Road mutants crushing all | |
| They rise while others fall | |
| Laughing in your faces | |
| They smell like death | |
| So hold your breath | |
| Their skin starts to peel | |
| Sucking moisture off the surface | |
| Causing wounds that wait heal | |
| In the night there is no light | |
| The time is right to have fun | |
| Perspiration is no question | |
| When you' re caught by the sun | |
| You feel their presence miles away | |
| You feel them coming | |
| Not too quick to arrive | |
| That' s their style | |
| But when they finally hit the stage | |
| There' s nothing left to say | |
| The real world goes away | |
| Escape for awhile | |
| Chorus | |
| They smell like death | |
| So hold your breath | |
| It' s time to get down | |
| You can spot them from a distance | |
| Cause they' re not from your town | |
| The road mutants love to | |
| Have a good time | |
| When we' re gone | |
| You can' t erase the scar on your mind | |
| Chorus |