Song | Tag, You're It |
Artist | Alice Cooper |
Album | Zipper Catches Skin |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Alice Cooper/Erik Scott/John Nitzinger | |
作曲 : Alice Cooper/Erik Scott/John Nitzinger | |
Let's assume | |
That he's the groom | |
And he's been waiting | |
To consummate all night | |
And you're the bride | |
You're locked tight | |
Inside the bathroom | |
And you're overcome with freight | |
Now here's the chiller | |
He's the killer | |
You've discovered | |
You're trapped, alone, you're scared | |
We cut to you, we move in close | |
You're catatonic | |
You get a close up there | |
And in this shot | |
Here's what we got | |
He breaks the door down | |
And tears your nightgown lace | |
You see a can, it's aerosol | |
You grab the hair spray | |
And light it in his face | |
There's a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
Debbie? I like this game | |
Debbie? | |
Debbie? Debbie? Debbie? | |
He blindly grabs you | |
Tries to stab you | |
But you're quicker | |
You over act right here | |
You see a cat, a ball of yarn | |
A knitting needle | |
His vision's still not clear | |
He's stumbling 'round | |
Don't make a sound | |
And then he grabs you | |
"Hide and seek, my dear?" | |
He shifts his glance | |
You see your chance | |
You grab the needle and you | |
You plunge it in his ear | |
There's a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
There's a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
And just like the scene | |
In "Halloween" | |
You think it's all over | |
And you're gazing into space | |
But you got to make sure | |
You hear something, you start to turn | |
And you're standing there frozen | |
Staring him face to face | |
And he looks at you and says | |
"Tag, you're it, Sweetie | |
Bye, Debbie. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie | |
Goodbye, Debbie..." |
zuo ci : Alice Cooper Erik Scott John Nitzinger | |
zuo qu : Alice Cooper Erik Scott John Nitzinger | |
Let' s assume | |
That he' s the groom | |
And he' s been waiting | |
To consummate all night | |
And you' re the bride | |
You' re locked tight | |
Inside the bathroom | |
And you' re overcome with freight | |
Now here' s the chiller | |
He' s the killer | |
You' ve discovered | |
You' re trapped, alone, you' re scared | |
We cut to you, we move in close | |
You' re catatonic | |
You get a close up there | |
And in this shot | |
Here' s what we got | |
He breaks the door down | |
And tears your nightgown lace | |
You see a can, it' s aerosol | |
You grab the hair spray | |
And light it in his face | |
There' s a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
Debbie? I like this game | |
Debbie? | |
Debbie? Debbie? Debbie? | |
He blindly grabs you | |
Tries to stab you | |
But you' re quicker | |
You over act right here | |
You see a cat, a ball of yarn | |
A knitting needle | |
His vision' s still not clear | |
He' s stumbling ' round | |
Don' t make a sound | |
And then he grabs you | |
" Hide and seek, my dear?" | |
He shifts his glance | |
You see your chance | |
You grab the needle and you | |
You plunge it in his ear | |
There' s a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
There' s a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
And just like the scene | |
In " Halloween" | |
You think it' s all over | |
And you' re gazing into space | |
But you got to make sure | |
You hear something, you start to turn | |
And you' re standing there frozen | |
Staring him face to face | |
And he looks at you and says | |
" Tag, you' re it, Sweetie | |
Bye, Debbie. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie | |
Goodbye, Debbie..." |
zuò cí : Alice Cooper Erik Scott John Nitzinger | |
zuò qǔ : Alice Cooper Erik Scott John Nitzinger | |
Let' s assume | |
That he' s the groom | |
And he' s been waiting | |
To consummate all night | |
And you' re the bride | |
You' re locked tight | |
Inside the bathroom | |
And you' re overcome with freight | |
Now here' s the chiller | |
He' s the killer | |
You' ve discovered | |
You' re trapped, alone, you' re scared | |
We cut to you, we move in close | |
You' re catatonic | |
You get a close up there | |
And in this shot | |
Here' s what we got | |
He breaks the door down | |
And tears your nightgown lace | |
You see a can, it' s aerosol | |
You grab the hair spray | |
And light it in his face | |
There' s a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
Debbie? I like this game | |
Debbie? | |
Debbie? Debbie? Debbie? | |
He blindly grabs you | |
Tries to stab you | |
But you' re quicker | |
You over act right here | |
You see a cat, a ball of yarn | |
A knitting needle | |
His vision' s still not clear | |
He' s stumbling ' round | |
Don' t make a sound | |
And then he grabs you | |
" Hide and seek, my dear?" | |
He shifts his glance | |
You see your chance | |
You grab the needle and you | |
You plunge it in his ear | |
There' s a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
There' s a very hungry man in the cellar | |
Oh, waiting | |
Or is he in the attic closet | |
Waiting | |
And just like the scene | |
In " Halloween" | |
You think it' s all over | |
And you' re gazing into space | |
But you got to make sure | |
You hear something, you start to turn | |
And you' re standing there frozen | |
Staring him face to face | |
And he looks at you and says | |
" Tag, you' re it, Sweetie | |
Bye, Debbie. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie | |
Goodbye, Debbie..." |