| Song | Atomic Clock |
| Artist | Monster Magnet |
| Album | Monster Magnet's Greatest Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Wyndorf | |
| The moon crashed into the desert | |
| It gave me my brand new home | |
| These souls gone to feed in my crater, yeah yeah | |
| I eat 'em as fast as they come | |
| I dig your love and affection | |
| Oh, I dig your voice on the phone, yeah | |
| Oh, so pour some coins in my crater, yeah yeah | |
| I spend 'em as fast as they come right now | |
| A greased up atomic pavilion | |
| And a great way to swallow my time | |
| But I do think | |
| I need a stronger witness yeah yes | |
| To watch me blow my mind | |
| You ain't diggin'on my questions | |
| Well I know | |
| I ain't diggin' on your lies | |
| Keep on selling me my future | |
| And I'll keep on wearin' my disguise | |
| Bullshit may last forever | |
| But my fuse gets shorter every day | |
| And I'd be glad to take your money | |
| But gladder to burn it all away | |
| So won't you put my dick in plastic? | |
| And put my brain in a jar | |
| If there's something left of my spirit | |
| It'll find you where you are | |
| Aah, still so goddamn hungry | |
| Or I'm feedin' off my own bones | |
| So lay me out in my crater yeah yeah | |
| And nuke me 'til | |
| I glow |
| zuo ci : Wyndorf | |
| The moon crashed into the desert | |
| It gave me my brand new home | |
| These souls gone to feed in my crater, yeah yeah | |
| I eat ' em as fast as they come | |
| I dig your love and affection | |
| Oh, I dig your voice on the phone, yeah | |
| Oh, so pour some coins in my crater, yeah yeah | |
| I spend ' em as fast as they come right now | |
| A greased up atomic pavilion | |
| And a great way to swallow my time | |
| But I do think | |
| I need a stronger witness yeah yes | |
| To watch me blow my mind | |
| You ain' t diggin' on my questions | |
| Well I know | |
| I ain' t diggin' on your lies | |
| Keep on selling me my future | |
| And I' ll keep on wearin' my disguise | |
| Bullshit may last forever | |
| But my fuse gets shorter every day | |
| And I' d be glad to take your money | |
| But gladder to burn it all away | |
| So won' t you put my dick in plastic? | |
| And put my brain in a jar | |
| If there' s something left of my spirit | |
| It' ll find you where you are | |
| Aah, still so goddamn hungry | |
| Or I' m feedin' off my own bones | |
| So lay me out in my crater yeah yeah | |
| And nuke me ' til | |
| I glow |
| zuò cí : Wyndorf | |
| The moon crashed into the desert | |
| It gave me my brand new home | |
| These souls gone to feed in my crater, yeah yeah | |
| I eat ' em as fast as they come | |
| I dig your love and affection | |
| Oh, I dig your voice on the phone, yeah | |
| Oh, so pour some coins in my crater, yeah yeah | |
| I spend ' em as fast as they come right now | |
| A greased up atomic pavilion | |
| And a great way to swallow my time | |
| But I do think | |
| I need a stronger witness yeah yes | |
| To watch me blow my mind | |
| You ain' t diggin' on my questions | |
| Well I know | |
| I ain' t diggin' on your lies | |
| Keep on selling me my future | |
| And I' ll keep on wearin' my disguise | |
| Bullshit may last forever | |
| But my fuse gets shorter every day | |
| And I' d be glad to take your money | |
| But gladder to burn it all away | |
| So won' t you put my dick in plastic? | |
| And put my brain in a jar | |
| If there' s something left of my spirit | |
| It' ll find you where you are | |
| Aah, still so goddamn hungry | |
| Or I' m feedin' off my own bones | |
| So lay me out in my crater yeah yeah | |
| And nuke me ' til | |
| I glow |