| Song | Straight From The Jacket |
| Artist | No Use for a Name |
| Album | All The Best Songs |
| 作词 : Sly | |
| So sorry son, you're worrying your mother | |
| No explanation's gonna make it seem all right | |
| Young boy, listen to your father | |
| It's more than just your life, it's more than suicide | |
| How does it feel? | |
| When you're looking down the barrel of a loaded gun | |
| Tell me how it feels | |
| Did you see your life flash right before your eyes? | |
| Stop playing games and get yourself up off the floor | |
| Young boy, we're gonna send you to the lions | |
| THe men all dressed in white, when you became undone | |
| How does it feel when | |
| I might have brought you up | |
| But you are not my son | |
| So many times | |
| I tried to bring you up, you brought me down | |
| I won't consider you again, stop looking at me like you care | |
| I worked my fingers to the bone | |
| I'm not your father or a friend | |
| You might have lived here once, but this is not your home | |
| Tell me how it fees | |
| You don't mean much to me, | |
| I didn't plant the seed | |
| I'm not your father 'cause you didn't turn out right | |
| Young boy, we're gonna feed you to the fire | |
| It's more than just your life, it's more than suicide | |
| How does it feel? | |
| How does it feel? | |
| How does it feel? | |
| When you're looking down a barrel of a loaded gun...------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
| zuò cí : Sly | |
| So sorry son, you' re worrying your mother | |
| No explanation' s gonna make it seem all right | |
| Young boy, listen to your father | |
| It' s more than just your life, it' s more than suicide | |
| How does it feel? | |
| When you' re looking down the barrel of a loaded gun | |
| Tell me how it feels | |
| Did you see your life flash right before your eyes? | |
| Stop playing games and get yourself up off the floor | |
| Young boy, we' re gonna send you to the lions | |
| THe men all dressed in white, when you became undone | |
| How does it feel when | |
| I might have brought you up | |
| But you are not my son | |
| So many times | |
| I tried to bring you up, you brought me down | |
| I won' t consider you again, stop looking at me like you care | |
| I worked my fingers to the bone | |
| I' m not your father or a friend | |
| You might have lived here once, but this is not your home | |
| Tell me how it fees | |
| You don' t mean much to me, | |
| I didn' t plant the seed | |
| I' m not your father ' cause you didn' t turn out right | |
| Young boy, we' re gonna feed you to the fire | |
| It' s more than just your life, it' s more than suicide | |
| How does it feel? | |
| How does it feel? | |
| How does it feel? | |
| When you' re looking down a barrel of a loaded gun... |