| 作词 : Thirlwell | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| The horse before the cart | |
| Forclose before you start | |
| To tear apart | |
| And make those promises | |
| No thematic posturing or | |
| Supposing in the head | |
| Where do you get off implying that | |
| I should be in bed? | |
| So set up another chaser | |
| Show me you're the real Speed Racer | |
| What a difference a day could make | |
| You've put yourself in danger | |
| Like an orphan Power Ranger | |
| So you'd best be good | |
| For goodness' sake | |
| Doo doo doo doo doo doo | |
| Just relax now | |
| The time has come to watch our backs now | |
| Don't deny it | |
| Never knock it 'til you try it | |
| Time's-a-wastin' | |
| Open wide and feel the tasting | |
| ...And enjoy... | |
| Still hungover | |
| From the night of a thousand kisses | |
| Still mistaken | |
| You keep callin' close calls near misses | |
| Near forgotten | |
| Dim remembrance pains me greatly | |
| Always waitin' | |
| But the schedule plan must hate me | |
| Floatin' gently, feelin' lightheaded | |
| Prostate on the floor | |
| Stirring up selective amnesia | |
| Memories no more | |
| Every braincell seems to short circuit | |
| Spots before the eyes | |
| Payin' interest on premature demise... | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| Will tear your soul apart | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| Don't blow before you start | |
| So set up another chaser | |
| Show me you're the real Speed Racer | |
| And it's getting more and more absurd | |
| You've put yourself in danger | |
| Like an orphan Power Ranger | |
| Worry seems to be the final word |
| zuo ci : Thirlwell | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| The horse before the cart | |
| Forclose before you start | |
| To tear apart | |
| And make those promises | |
| No thematic posturing or | |
| Supposing in the head | |
| Where do you get off implying that | |
| I should be in bed? | |
| So set up another chaser | |
| Show me you' re the real Speed Racer | |
| What a difference a day could make | |
| You' ve put yourself in danger | |
| Like an orphan Power Ranger | |
| So you' d best be good | |
| For goodness' sake | |
| Doo doo doo doo doo doo | |
| Just relax now | |
| The time has come to watch our backs now | |
| Don' t deny it | |
| Never knock it ' til you try it | |
| Time' sawastin' | |
| Open wide and feel the tasting | |
| ... And enjoy... | |
| Still hungover | |
| From the night of a thousand kisses | |
| Still mistaken | |
| You keep callin' close calls near misses | |
| Near forgotten | |
| Dim remembrance pains me greatly | |
| Always waitin' | |
| But the schedule plan must hate me | |
| Floatin' gently, feelin' lightheaded | |
| Prostate on the floor | |
| Stirring up selective amnesia | |
| Memories no more | |
| Every braincell seems to short circuit | |
| Spots before the eyes | |
| Payin' interest on premature demise... | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| Will tear your soul apart | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| Don' t blow before you start | |
| So set up another chaser | |
| Show me you' re the real Speed Racer | |
| And it' s getting more and more absurd | |
| You' ve put yourself in danger | |
| Like an orphan Power Ranger | |
| Worry seems to be the final word |
| zuò cí : Thirlwell | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| The horse before the cart | |
| Forclose before you start | |
| To tear apart | |
| And make those promises | |
| No thematic posturing or | |
| Supposing in the head | |
| Where do you get off implying that | |
| I should be in bed? | |
| So set up another chaser | |
| Show me you' re the real Speed Racer | |
| What a difference a day could make | |
| You' ve put yourself in danger | |
| Like an orphan Power Ranger | |
| So you' d best be good | |
| For goodness' sake | |
| Doo doo doo doo doo doo | |
| Just relax now | |
| The time has come to watch our backs now | |
| Don' t deny it | |
| Never knock it ' til you try it | |
| Time' sawastin' | |
| Open wide and feel the tasting | |
| ... And enjoy... | |
| Still hungover | |
| From the night of a thousand kisses | |
| Still mistaken | |
| You keep callin' close calls near misses | |
| Near forgotten | |
| Dim remembrance pains me greatly | |
| Always waitin' | |
| But the schedule plan must hate me | |
| Floatin' gently, feelin' lightheaded | |
| Prostate on the floor | |
| Stirring up selective amnesia | |
| Memories no more | |
| Every braincell seems to short circuit | |
| Spots before the eyes | |
| Payin' interest on premature demise... | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| Will tear your soul apart | |
| Cirrhosis of the heart | |
| Don' t blow before you start | |
| So set up another chaser | |
| Show me you' re the real Speed Racer | |
| And it' s getting more and more absurd | |
| You' ve put yourself in danger | |
| Like an orphan Power Ranger | |
| Worry seems to be the final word |
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