| Song | Going Out With The Dead |
| Artist | Randy |
| Album | Randy The Band |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Randy | |
| Tonight I'm going out with the dead. | |
| I got a little rendezvous on my deathbed. | |
| Had a fatal embrace, a cardia-caress. | |
| But I was blessed with the final request. | |
| Here's my glass. | |
| Fill her up. | |
| Let's see a little class, will you fill me a full cup. | |
| Cause I'm going out with the dead. | |
| And we keep our meters in the red. | |
| Oh, no regrets. | |
| Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
| Mommy better keep her eyes peeled. | |
| Keep her steady, both hands on the wheel. | |
| Daddy better stay in his seat. | |
| Burning rubber in a little white cloud of speed and heat. | |
| Hey, ho, a tank full of nitro. | |
| Night after night that's two nights in a row. | |
| So swing low little bro. | |
| Take it slow. | |
| Around here we all got a few cracks in our halos. | |
| But oh, no. | |
| No regrets. | |
| Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
| Away and ahead, god let me be led. | |
| By the lifeless instead.. | |
| Dead! |
| zuo qu : Randy | |
| Tonight I' m going out with the dead. | |
| I got a little rendezvous on my deathbed. | |
| Had a fatal embrace, a cardiacaress. | |
| But I was blessed with the final request. | |
| Here' s my glass. | |
| Fill her up. | |
| Let' s see a little class, will you fill me a full cup. | |
| Cause I' m going out with the dead. | |
| And we keep our meters in the red. | |
| Oh, no regrets. | |
| Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
| Mommy better keep her eyes peeled. | |
| Keep her steady, both hands on the wheel. | |
| Daddy better stay in his seat. | |
| Burning rubber in a little white cloud of speed and heat. | |
| Hey, ho, a tank full of nitro. | |
| Night after night that' s two nights in a row. | |
| So swing low little bro. | |
| Take it slow. | |
| Around here we all got a few cracks in our halos. | |
| But oh, no. | |
| No regrets. | |
| Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
| Away and ahead, god let me be led. | |
| By the lifeless instead.. | |
| Dead! |
| zuò qǔ : Randy | |
| Tonight I' m going out with the dead. | |
| I got a little rendezvous on my deathbed. | |
| Had a fatal embrace, a cardiacaress. | |
| But I was blessed with the final request. | |
| Here' s my glass. | |
| Fill her up. | |
| Let' s see a little class, will you fill me a full cup. | |
| Cause I' m going out with the dead. | |
| And we keep our meters in the red. | |
| Oh, no regrets. | |
| Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
| Mommy better keep her eyes peeled. | |
| Keep her steady, both hands on the wheel. | |
| Daddy better stay in his seat. | |
| Burning rubber in a little white cloud of speed and heat. | |
| Hey, ho, a tank full of nitro. | |
| Night after night that' s two nights in a row. | |
| So swing low little bro. | |
| Take it slow. | |
| Around here we all got a few cracks in our halos. | |
| But oh, no. | |
| No regrets. | |
| Forgive and forget, come on out with the dead. | |
| Away and ahead, god let me be led. | |
| By the lifeless instead.. | |
| Dead! |