| Song | My Brain Tells My Body |
| Artist | The Vandals |
| Album | Internet Dating Superstuds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fitzgerald | |
| Every time | |
| I see her sweet face makes me wanna, gotta cut my throat. | |
| No escaping or erasing her image that haunts me and taunts me again. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me "it's time she went away". [Chorus:] | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina's are scorched and this torture's run it's course for me. | |
| Her ocular stimulation fuels my lust so | |
| I can't trust my eyes. | |
| Two little traitors that wont avert. | |
| Now they've hurt me for the last time. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me "it's time she went away". [Chorus:] | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina's are scorched and this torture's run it's course for me. | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| And the glow of the corona till | |
| I feel I've never known you. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me "it's time she went away". [Chorus:] | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina's are scorched and this torture's run it's course for me. | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| And the glow of the corona till | |
| I feel I've never known you. |
| zuo ci : Fitzgerald | |
| Every time | |
| I see her sweet face makes me wanna, gotta cut my throat. | |
| No escaping or erasing her image that haunts me and taunts me again. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me " it' s time she went away". Chorus: | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina' s are scorched and this torture' s run it' s course for me. | |
| Her ocular stimulation fuels my lust so | |
| I can' t trust my eyes. | |
| Two little traitors that wont avert. | |
| Now they' ve hurt me for the last time. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me " it' s time she went away". Chorus: | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina' s are scorched and this torture' s run it' s course for me. | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| And the glow of the corona till | |
| I feel I' ve never known you. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me " it' s time she went away". Chorus: | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina' s are scorched and this torture' s run it' s course for me. | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| And the glow of the corona till | |
| I feel I' ve never known you. |
| zuò cí : Fitzgerald | |
| Every time | |
| I see her sweet face makes me wanna, gotta cut my throat. | |
| No escaping or erasing her image that haunts me and taunts me again. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me " it' s time she went away". Chorus: | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina' s are scorched and this torture' s run it' s course for me. | |
| Her ocular stimulation fuels my lust so | |
| I can' t trust my eyes. | |
| Two little traitors that wont avert. | |
| Now they' ve hurt me for the last time. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me " it' s time she went away". Chorus: | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina' s are scorched and this torture' s run it' s course for me. | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| And the glow of the corona till | |
| I feel I' ve never known you. | |
| But the sun it never lies, just offers warmth and fills the skies. | |
| Says to me " it' s time she went away". Chorus: | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| Till my retina' s are scorched and this torture' s run it' s course for me. | |
| My brain it tells my body, keep staring at the sun. | |
| And the glow of the corona till | |
| I feel I' ve never known you. |