| Song | The Young Crazed Peeling |
| Artist | The Distillers |
| Album | Sing Sing Death House |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Armstrong | |
| Are you ready to be liberated | |
| On this sad side city streets | |
| Well the birds have been freed from their cages | |
| I got freedom and my youth | |
| My name is Brody I'm from Melbourne | |
| Fitzroy Melbourne Fitzroy Melbourne | |
| I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St. | |
| My mom kicked out my dad for battery | |
| Found a way, found a way, | |
| she found a way out of spiritual penury | |
| Working single mother in an urban struggle | |
| Blames herself now cause I grew up troubled | |
| It hit me I got everything I need [x2] | |
| My one heart felt too much from the start | |
| I've seen people come and go | |
| Living large and living low | |
| You can build up your walls sitting on death row | |
| Let the curtain fall on your murdered soul | |
| You can wash it all down swallow your story | |
| Get smacked off your head go down in drumroll glory | |
| You won't solve it committing self inflicted crime | |
| Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time | |
| It hit me I got everything I need [x2] | |
| I speak of the truth the truth of the heart | |
| Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought | |
| Hey youth time flies by | |
| There's an everlasting battle for eternal life | |
| I love a man from California | |
| He's the prettiest thing we got the same disorder | |
| The way you feel is OK its never gonna change anyway | |
| It hit me I got everyone I need [x2] | |
| Are you ready to be liberated | |
| On this sad side city streets | |
| Well the birds have been freed from their cages | |
| I got freedom and my youth | |
| Yeah, I got freedom and my youth |
| zuo qu : Armstrong | |
| Are you ready to be liberated | |
| On this sad side city streets | |
| Well the birds have been freed from their cages | |
| I got freedom and my youth | |
| My name is Brody I' m from Melbourne | |
| Fitzroy Melbourne Fitzroy Melbourne | |
| I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St. | |
| My mom kicked out my dad for battery | |
| Found a way, found a way, | |
| she found a way out of spiritual penury | |
| Working single mother in an urban struggle | |
| Blames herself now cause I grew up troubled | |
| It hit me I got everything I need x2 | |
| My one heart felt too much from the start | |
| I' ve seen people come and go | |
| Living large and living low | |
| You can build up your walls sitting on death row | |
| Let the curtain fall on your murdered soul | |
| You can wash it all down swallow your story | |
| Get smacked off your head go down in drumroll glory | |
| You won' t solve it committing self inflicted crime | |
| Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time | |
| It hit me I got everything I need x2 | |
| I speak of the truth the truth of the heart | |
| Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought | |
| Hey youth time flies by | |
| There' s an everlasting battle for eternal life | |
| I love a man from California | |
| He' s the prettiest thing we got the same disorder | |
| The way you feel is OK its never gonna change anyway | |
| It hit me I got everyone I need x2 | |
| Are you ready to be liberated | |
| On this sad side city streets | |
| Well the birds have been freed from their cages | |
| I got freedom and my youth | |
| Yeah, I got freedom and my youth |
| zuò qǔ : Armstrong | |
| Are you ready to be liberated | |
| On this sad side city streets | |
| Well the birds have been freed from their cages | |
| I got freedom and my youth | |
| My name is Brody I' m from Melbourne | |
| Fitzroy Melbourne Fitzroy Melbourne | |
| I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St. | |
| My mom kicked out my dad for battery | |
| Found a way, found a way, | |
| she found a way out of spiritual penury | |
| Working single mother in an urban struggle | |
| Blames herself now cause I grew up troubled | |
| It hit me I got everything I need x2 | |
| My one heart felt too much from the start | |
| I' ve seen people come and go | |
| Living large and living low | |
| You can build up your walls sitting on death row | |
| Let the curtain fall on your murdered soul | |
| You can wash it all down swallow your story | |
| Get smacked off your head go down in drumroll glory | |
| You won' t solve it committing self inflicted crime | |
| Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time | |
| It hit me I got everything I need x2 | |
| I speak of the truth the truth of the heart | |
| Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought | |
| Hey youth time flies by | |
| There' s an everlasting battle for eternal life | |
| I love a man from California | |
| He' s the prettiest thing we got the same disorder | |
| The way you feel is OK its never gonna change anyway | |
| It hit me I got everyone I need x2 | |
| Are you ready to be liberated | |
| On this sad side city streets | |
| Well the birds have been freed from their cages | |
| I got freedom and my youth | |
| Yeah, I got freedom and my youth |