Northern, Knees, Trees, and Lights Lyrics
| Song | Northern, Knees, Trees, and Lights |
| Artist | Loch Lomond |
| Album | Paper the Walls |
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| 作曲 : Young | |
| Take my hands and make them straight | |
| Take my hair and make it curl | |
| oh they took one leg and the other one too | |
| They took them off to make their glue | |
| They piled them high by the canvas tents | |
| they piled them high and even higher yet | |
| Oh let the mothers go their own way | |
| Let the mothers go their own way | |
| "Death to Tyrants" he yelled real loud | |
| He learned it in Latin to make the northern crowed proud | |
| Oh they chased the boy down, dislocated his knee, | |
| Aided by the trees and a bright northern light | |
| They displayed his knees in a butcher shop | |
| There's Joy-esque buzz as the mothers shop | |
| And all the people sitting in the pews | |
| Are going to burn in hell | |
| They're going to burn in hell. |
| zuo qu : Young | |
| Take my hands and make them straight | |
| Take my hair and make it curl | |
| oh they took one leg and the other one too | |
| They took them off to make their glue | |
| They piled them high by the canvas tents | |
| they piled them high and even higher yet | |
| Oh let the mothers go their own way | |
| Let the mothers go their own way | |
| " Death to Tyrants" he yelled real loud | |
| He learned it in Latin to make the northern crowed proud | |
| Oh they chased the boy down, dislocated his knee, | |
| Aided by the trees and a bright northern light | |
| They displayed his knees in a butcher shop | |
| There' s Joyesque buzz as the mothers shop | |
| And all the people sitting in the pews | |
| Are going to burn in hell | |
| They' re going to burn in hell. |
| zuò qǔ : Young | |
| Take my hands and make them straight | |
| Take my hair and make it curl | |
| oh they took one leg and the other one too | |
| They took them off to make their glue | |
| They piled them high by the canvas tents | |
| they piled them high and even higher yet | |
| Oh let the mothers go their own way | |
| Let the mothers go their own way | |
| " Death to Tyrants" he yelled real loud | |
| He learned it in Latin to make the northern crowed proud | |
| Oh they chased the boy down, dislocated his knee, | |
| Aided by the trees and a bright northern light | |
| They displayed his knees in a butcher shop | |
| There' s Joyesque buzz as the mothers shop | |
| And all the people sitting in the pews | |
| Are going to burn in hell | |
| They' re going to burn in hell. |
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