| Song | Living Dread |
| Artist | Slightly Stoopid |
| Album | The Longest Barrel Ride |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Slightly Stoopid | |
| And if I had a feeling and | |
| I liked it a lot | |
| I'd spread my lovin' all around' | |
| Cause you know we ain't got a place to stay | |
| Up you gotta run away until that break of day | |
| Say baby, | |
| I can't love you if they say you're a whore | |
| I don't need your pimp daddy crackin' down my door | |
| And if you try to infer which you're losin' the hand' | |
| Cause I'm the only one whose tough enough to stand | |
| If you listen to my stories in | |
| Standing plain and true | |
| Can you see with one eye open | |
| Even though it's just the two of us to stay? | |
| I can't believe that you don't b-load every day | |
| Don't try and fake it 'cause you know it's not me | |
| Its not me, whoa whoa | |
| It's not me, it's not me, it's not me | |
| People try to tell you that you're something you're not' | |
| Cause everybody want to be the one with the shots | |
| In the head, don't you know the living dread | |
| But baby one more time, say baby don't you know | |
| When it's time to get back | |
| And if you listen to me closely then we'll stay on track | |
| Around and round and around she goes | |
| Until we tied her up down from her head to her toes | |
| If you listen to the calling of | |
| The generation gap | |
| Never put it all together | |
| Like were stepping right back behind the page | |
| I cant pretend that we don't be load every day | |
| Don't try and fake it cause you know its not me | |
| It's not me, whoa whoa | |
| Its not me, it's not me, it's not me | |
| Well, I know this shit ain't right | |
| You can count on me puttin' up a fight | |
| But I'm seein' you here and | |
| I'm seein' you there | |
| I see that you don't give a damn about me |
| zuo qu : Slightly Stoopid | |
| And if I had a feeling and | |
| I liked it a lot | |
| I' d spread my lovin' all around' | |
| Cause you know we ain' t got a place to stay | |
| Up you gotta run away until that break of day | |
| Say baby, | |
| I can' t love you if they say you' re a whore | |
| I don' t need your pimp daddy crackin' down my door | |
| And if you try to infer which you' re losin' the hand' | |
| Cause I' m the only one whose tough enough to stand | |
| If you listen to my stories in | |
| Standing plain and true | |
| Can you see with one eye open | |
| Even though it' s just the two of us to stay? | |
| I can' t believe that you don' t bload every day | |
| Don' t try and fake it ' cause you know it' s not me | |
| Its not me, whoa whoa | |
| It' s not me, it' s not me, it' s not me | |
| People try to tell you that you' re something you' re not' | |
| Cause everybody want to be the one with the shots | |
| In the head, don' t you know the living dread | |
| But baby one more time, say baby don' t you know | |
| When it' s time to get back | |
| And if you listen to me closely then we' ll stay on track | |
| Around and round and around she goes | |
| Until we tied her up down from her head to her toes | |
| If you listen to the calling of | |
| The generation gap | |
| Never put it all together | |
| Like were stepping right back behind the page | |
| I cant pretend that we don' t be load every day | |
| Don' t try and fake it cause you know its not me | |
| It' s not me, whoa whoa | |
| Its not me, it' s not me, it' s not me | |
| Well, I know this shit ain' t right | |
| You can count on me puttin' up a fight | |
| But I' m seein' you here and | |
| I' m seein' you there | |
| I see that you don' t give a damn about me |
| zuò qǔ : Slightly Stoopid | |
| And if I had a feeling and | |
| I liked it a lot | |
| I' d spread my lovin' all around' | |
| Cause you know we ain' t got a place to stay | |
| Up you gotta run away until that break of day | |
| Say baby, | |
| I can' t love you if they say you' re a whore | |
| I don' t need your pimp daddy crackin' down my door | |
| And if you try to infer which you' re losin' the hand' | |
| Cause I' m the only one whose tough enough to stand | |
| If you listen to my stories in | |
| Standing plain and true | |
| Can you see with one eye open | |
| Even though it' s just the two of us to stay? | |
| I can' t believe that you don' t bload every day | |
| Don' t try and fake it ' cause you know it' s not me | |
| Its not me, whoa whoa | |
| It' s not me, it' s not me, it' s not me | |
| People try to tell you that you' re something you' re not' | |
| Cause everybody want to be the one with the shots | |
| In the head, don' t you know the living dread | |
| But baby one more time, say baby don' t you know | |
| When it' s time to get back | |
| And if you listen to me closely then we' ll stay on track | |
| Around and round and around she goes | |
| Until we tied her up down from her head to her toes | |
| If you listen to the calling of | |
| The generation gap | |
| Never put it all together | |
| Like were stepping right back behind the page | |
| I cant pretend that we don' t be load every day | |
| Don' t try and fake it cause you know its not me | |
| It' s not me, whoa whoa | |
| Its not me, it' s not me, it' s not me | |
| Well, I know this shit ain' t right | |
| You can count on me puttin' up a fight | |
| But I' m seein' you here and | |
| I' m seein' you there | |
| I see that you don' t give a damn about me |