| Song | You Better Hope You (Die Before Me) |
| Artist | Hallelujah the Hills |
| Album | Colonial Drones |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Walsh | |
| the phone line is broken | |
| the tapes are all erased | |
| someone's at the door | |
| you know his wares have all been laced | |
| you better hope you die before me | |
| if you take it as a compliment | |
| you're out of your tree | |
| the horses are all ready | |
| and they know as well as me | |
| that you better hope you die before me | |
| everybody knows you climb a ladder so well | |
| impressive demonstrations of your speech and your spell | |
| but you better hope you die before me | |
| so dress me up in wires | |
| I'll plug into the feed | |
| of blasted out basement shows | |
| bursting at the seams | |
| you better hope you die before me | |
| the house is infested with | |
| with pests of every kind | |
| but at least they have the courtesy | |
| to stay out of my mind | |
| you're broken, alone, down, and undreamed | |
| you can bang on every wind chime | |
| or light a torch for me | |
| or magnify your tiny soul | |
| with a microscope from me | |
| you better hope you die before me |
| zuo qu : Walsh | |
| the phone line is broken | |
| the tapes are all erased | |
| someone' s at the door | |
| you know his wares have all been laced | |
| you better hope you die before me | |
| if you take it as a compliment | |
| you' re out of your tree | |
| the horses are all ready | |
| and they know as well as me | |
| that you better hope you die before me | |
| everybody knows you climb a ladder so well | |
| impressive demonstrations of your speech and your spell | |
| but you better hope you die before me | |
| so dress me up in wires | |
| I' ll plug into the feed | |
| of blasted out basement shows | |
| bursting at the seams | |
| you better hope you die before me | |
| the house is infested with | |
| with pests of every kind | |
| but at least they have the courtesy | |
| to stay out of my mind | |
| you' re broken, alone, down, and undreamed | |
| you can bang on every wind chime | |
| or light a torch for me | |
| or magnify your tiny soul | |
| with a microscope from me | |
| you better hope you die before me |
| zuò qǔ : Walsh | |
| the phone line is broken | |
| the tapes are all erased | |
| someone' s at the door | |
| you know his wares have all been laced | |
| you better hope you die before me | |
| if you take it as a compliment | |
| you' re out of your tree | |
| the horses are all ready | |
| and they know as well as me | |
| that you better hope you die before me | |
| everybody knows you climb a ladder so well | |
| impressive demonstrations of your speech and your spell | |
| but you better hope you die before me | |
| so dress me up in wires | |
| I' ll plug into the feed | |
| of blasted out basement shows | |
| bursting at the seams | |
| you better hope you die before me | |
| the house is infested with | |
| with pests of every kind | |
| but at least they have the courtesy | |
| to stay out of my mind | |
| you' re broken, alone, down, and undreamed | |
| you can bang on every wind chime | |
| or light a torch for me | |
| or magnify your tiny soul | |
| with a microscope from me | |
| you better hope you die before me |