| Song | Hell In A Bucket |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | In The Dark [Expanded] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barlow, Weir | |
| Well i was drinkin' last night with a biker | |
| And i showed him a picture of you | |
| I said, "pal get to know her, you'll like her | |
| Seemed like the least i could do. | |
| Cause when he's chargin' his chopper | |
| Up and down your carpeted halls | |
| You will think i am dressed up quite proper | |
| Never mind how i stumble and fall. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i'm enjoying the ride, at least i'll enjoy the ride. | |
| Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender | |
| Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets | |
| With her black leather and gold spike suspenders | |
| And your chain, your black whip and pets. | |
| Well we know you're the reincarnation | |
| Of the infamous catherine the great | |
| And we know how you love the ovation | |
| And the scene that it seems to create. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i'm enjoying the ride, at least i'll enjoy the ride. | |
| You analyze me, tend to despise me | |
| You laugh when i stumble and fall | |
| There may come a say when i'll dance on your grave | |
| Unable to dance i'll still crawl across it | |
| Unable to dance i'll still crawl | |
| Unable to dance i'll still crawl | |
| Unable to dance i'll crawl. | |
| You must really consider the circus | |
| It just might be your kind of zoo | |
| I can't think of a place that's more perfect | |
| For a person as perfect as you. | |
| And it's not like i'm leaving you lonely | |
| Cause i wouldn't know where to begin | |
| Well i know you wake up here only | |
| When the snakes come marching in. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i'm enjoying the ride, at least i'll enjoy the ride. | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| At least i'll enjoy the ride. | |
| At least i'll enjoy the ride. | |
| At least i'll enjoy the ride. |
| zuo ci : Barlow, Weir | |
| Well i was drinkin' last night with a biker | |
| And i showed him a picture of you | |
| I said, " pal get to know her, you' ll like her | |
| Seemed like the least i could do. | |
| Cause when he' s chargin' his chopper | |
| Up and down your carpeted halls | |
| You will think i am dressed up quite proper | |
| Never mind how i stumble and fall. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i' m enjoying the ride, at least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| Cause you' re a sweet little softcore pretender | |
| Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets | |
| With her black leather and gold spike suspenders | |
| And your chain, your black whip and pets. | |
| Well we know you' re the reincarnation | |
| Of the infamous catherine the great | |
| And we know how you love the ovation | |
| And the scene that it seems to create. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i' m enjoying the ride, at least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| You analyze me, tend to despise me | |
| You laugh when i stumble and fall | |
| There may come a say when i' ll dance on your grave | |
| Unable to dance i' ll still crawl across it | |
| Unable to dance i' ll still crawl | |
| Unable to dance i' ll still crawl | |
| Unable to dance i' ll crawl. | |
| You must really consider the circus | |
| It just might be your kind of zoo | |
| I can' t think of a place that' s more perfect | |
| For a person as perfect as you. | |
| And it' s not like i' m leaving you lonely | |
| Cause i wouldn' t know where to begin | |
| Well i know you wake up here only | |
| When the snakes come marching in. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i' m enjoying the ride, at least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| At least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| At least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| At least i' ll enjoy the ride. |
| zuò cí : Barlow, Weir | |
| Well i was drinkin' last night with a biker | |
| And i showed him a picture of you | |
| I said, " pal get to know her, you' ll like her | |
| Seemed like the least i could do. | |
| Cause when he' s chargin' his chopper | |
| Up and down your carpeted halls | |
| You will think i am dressed up quite proper | |
| Never mind how i stumble and fall. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i' m enjoying the ride, at least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| Cause you' re a sweet little softcore pretender | |
| Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets | |
| With her black leather and gold spike suspenders | |
| And your chain, your black whip and pets. | |
| Well we know you' re the reincarnation | |
| Of the infamous catherine the great | |
| And we know how you love the ovation | |
| And the scene that it seems to create. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i' m enjoying the ride, at least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| You analyze me, tend to despise me | |
| You laugh when i stumble and fall | |
| There may come a say when i' ll dance on your grave | |
| Unable to dance i' ll still crawl across it | |
| Unable to dance i' ll still crawl | |
| Unable to dance i' ll still crawl | |
| Unable to dance i' ll crawl. | |
| You must really consider the circus | |
| It just might be your kind of zoo | |
| I can' t think of a place that' s more perfect | |
| For a person as perfect as you. | |
| And it' s not like i' m leaving you lonely | |
| Cause i wouldn' t know where to begin | |
| Well i know you wake up here only | |
| When the snakes come marching in. | |
| You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot | |
| For taste of your elegant pride | |
| I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe | |
| But at least i' m enjoying the ride, at least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| At least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| At least i' ll enjoy the ride. | |
| At least i' ll enjoy the ride. |