| Song | November Fight Song |
| Artist | The Gay Blades |
| Album | Savages |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gay Blades | |
| Smash my face with broken hammers, | |
| Seperate my jaw bone and my teeth, | |
| Cause a mouth like this is fit to cause some trouble | |
| And I don't want you to leave | |
| Tear apart my insides and | |
| Throw away the parts that I don't need | |
| Cause those part are made of stone and | |
| I don't believe they have a home inside of me. | |
| Well if its change you want | |
| Then its change you've got | |
| If its change you want I guess | |
| Well you'll have to pick the pieces up | |
| And pretend that I still exist | |
| Fetch that thread and needle | |
| Sew my eye lids shut, I can't see out | |
| And you cannot steal a glimpse | |
| Of all the lack of hope that fills my soul with doubt | |
| Listen Miss watch Misery | |
| And figure out which tools you'll need to break | |
| The bones in both my ankles and | |
| I promise you'll be thankful when I stay | |
| Fetch that hatchet quick son | |
| Let it fly and free me of my fingertips and ears | |
| Cause I cannot bear to pick up this phone | |
| And hear your voice so goddamn crystal clear |
| zuo qu : Gay Blades | |
| Smash my face with broken hammers, | |
| Seperate my jaw bone and my teeth, | |
| Cause a mouth like this is fit to cause some trouble | |
| And I don' t want you to leave | |
| Tear apart my insides and | |
| Throw away the parts that I don' t need | |
| Cause those part are made of stone and | |
| I don' t believe they have a home inside of me. | |
| Well if its change you want | |
| Then its change you' ve got | |
| If its change you want I guess | |
| Well you' ll have to pick the pieces up | |
| And pretend that I still exist | |
| Fetch that thread and needle | |
| Sew my eye lids shut, I can' t see out | |
| And you cannot steal a glimpse | |
| Of all the lack of hope that fills my soul with doubt | |
| Listen Miss watch Misery | |
| And figure out which tools you' ll need to break | |
| The bones in both my ankles and | |
| I promise you' ll be thankful when I stay | |
| Fetch that hatchet quick son | |
| Let it fly and free me of my fingertips and ears | |
| Cause I cannot bear to pick up this phone | |
| And hear your voice so goddamn crystal clear |
| zuò qǔ : Gay Blades | |
| Smash my face with broken hammers, | |
| Seperate my jaw bone and my teeth, | |
| Cause a mouth like this is fit to cause some trouble | |
| And I don' t want you to leave | |
| Tear apart my insides and | |
| Throw away the parts that I don' t need | |
| Cause those part are made of stone and | |
| I don' t believe they have a home inside of me. | |
| Well if its change you want | |
| Then its change you' ve got | |
| If its change you want I guess | |
| Well you' ll have to pick the pieces up | |
| And pretend that I still exist | |
| Fetch that thread and needle | |
| Sew my eye lids shut, I can' t see out | |
| And you cannot steal a glimpse | |
| Of all the lack of hope that fills my soul with doubt | |
| Listen Miss watch Misery | |
| And figure out which tools you' ll need to break | |
| The bones in both my ankles and | |
| I promise you' ll be thankful when I stay | |
| Fetch that hatchet quick son | |
| Let it fly and free me of my fingertips and ears | |
| Cause I cannot bear to pick up this phone | |
| And hear your voice so goddamn crystal clear |