| Song | Bucket of Rocks |
| Artist | Racer X |
| Album | Getting Heavier |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Martin | |
| I heard, I heard a sound a poundin' music and I knew all what that I need | |
| The kind that grabs ya by your shirt collar shakes you up like AC/DC | |
| It's buried deep in my bones | |
| Making my old gravestone moan | |
| Gonna rattle your soul lord | |
| Like a bucket-a-rocks | |
| Come on | |
| Don't want no dick dancin' tight romancin' setting all the butterflies free | |
| Give me a fifty-pound anvil and a hammer and I'll forge out the beat | |
| Hard rockin' eye poppin' never stoppin' magic that a blind man could see | |
| A big bad deep blue ocean dive on in and set it on free | |
| Down to the bottom I go | |
| Ain't letting go don't cha know | |
| Sinkin' heavy and slow lord | |
| Like a bucket-a-rocks | |
| Like a bucket-a-rocks | |
| Like a bucket-a-rocks | |
| It's buried deep in my soul | |
| Aching my tired old back bone | |
| Down to the bottom we go | |
| It ain't letting us go no | |
| Like a bucket of rocks lord | |
| Take a stone |
| zuo ci : Martin | |
| I heard, I heard a sound a poundin' music and I knew all what that I need | |
| The kind that grabs ya by your shirt collar shakes you up like AC DC | |
| It' s buried deep in my bones | |
| Making my old gravestone moan | |
| Gonna rattle your soul lord | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| Come on | |
| Don' t want no dick dancin' tight romancin' setting all the butterflies free | |
| Give me a fiftypound anvil and a hammer and I' ll forge out the beat | |
| Hard rockin' eye poppin' never stoppin' magic that a blind man could see | |
| A big bad deep blue ocean dive on in and set it on free | |
| Down to the bottom I go | |
| Ain' t letting go don' t cha know | |
| Sinkin' heavy and slow lord | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| It' s buried deep in my soul | |
| Aching my tired old back bone | |
| Down to the bottom we go | |
| It ain' t letting us go no | |
| Like a bucket of rocks lord | |
| Take a stone |
| zuò cí : Martin | |
| I heard, I heard a sound a poundin' music and I knew all what that I need | |
| The kind that grabs ya by your shirt collar shakes you up like AC DC | |
| It' s buried deep in my bones | |
| Making my old gravestone moan | |
| Gonna rattle your soul lord | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| Come on | |
| Don' t want no dick dancin' tight romancin' setting all the butterflies free | |
| Give me a fiftypound anvil and a hammer and I' ll forge out the beat | |
| Hard rockin' eye poppin' never stoppin' magic that a blind man could see | |
| A big bad deep blue ocean dive on in and set it on free | |
| Down to the bottom I go | |
| Ain' t letting go don' t cha know | |
| Sinkin' heavy and slow lord | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| Like a bucketarocks | |
| It' s buried deep in my soul | |
| Aching my tired old back bone | |
| Down to the bottom we go | |
| It ain' t letting us go no | |
| Like a bucket of rocks lord | |
| Take a stone |