| Song | Bring Me The Head Of The Preacher Man |
| Artist | Siouxsie and the Banshees |
| Album | Hyaena (Remastered And Expanded) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Siouxsie & the Banshees | |
| Following desire in your eyes, in your eyes | |
| You're mine, you're mine, all mine | |
| Following the signs in your mind, your crazy mind | |
| You're mine, you're mine, all mine | |
| Bring me the head of the Preacher man | |
| From the sickening daze... | |
| Oh the rotting sun washes down | |
| The moonshine boys | |
| The vultures drool | |
| They pluck the gold dust from his eyes | |
| And pick his bones until they're clean | |
| The book of sorrows - The American dreams | |
| The book of sorrows - The American dreams | |
| Bring me the head of the Preacher man | |
| On the blazing trail... | |
| Heaven holds lone star promise | |
| El Dorado - the insane theatre | |
| Once more we rise | |
| To drain the last of liquid sleep | |
| The gift of chance | |
| Eating the worm | |
| The viper drops and dances | |
| And everything stops and dances | |
| We tumble down these lonely days | |
| We tumble down... |
| zuo ci : Siouxsie the Banshees | |
| Following desire in your eyes, in your eyes | |
| You' re mine, you' re mine, all mine | |
| Following the signs in your mind, your crazy mind | |
| You' re mine, you' re mine, all mine | |
| Bring me the head of the Preacher man | |
| From the sickening daze... | |
| Oh the rotting sun washes down | |
| The moonshine boys | |
| The vultures drool | |
| They pluck the gold dust from his eyes | |
| And pick his bones until they' re clean | |
| The book of sorrows The American dreams | |
| The book of sorrows The American dreams | |
| Bring me the head of the Preacher man | |
| On the blazing trail... | |
| Heaven holds lone star promise | |
| El Dorado the insane theatre | |
| Once more we rise | |
| To drain the last of liquid sleep | |
| The gift of chance | |
| Eating the worm | |
| The viper drops and dances | |
| And everything stops and dances | |
| We tumble down these lonely days | |
| We tumble down... |
| zuò cí : Siouxsie the Banshees | |
| Following desire in your eyes, in your eyes | |
| You' re mine, you' re mine, all mine | |
| Following the signs in your mind, your crazy mind | |
| You' re mine, you' re mine, all mine | |
| Bring me the head of the Preacher man | |
| From the sickening daze... | |
| Oh the rotting sun washes down | |
| The moonshine boys | |
| The vultures drool | |
| They pluck the gold dust from his eyes | |
| And pick his bones until they' re clean | |
| The book of sorrows The American dreams | |
| The book of sorrows The American dreams | |
| Bring me the head of the Preacher man | |
| On the blazing trail... | |
| Heaven holds lone star promise | |
| El Dorado the insane theatre | |
| Once more we rise | |
| To drain the last of liquid sleep | |
| The gift of chance | |
| Eating the worm | |
| The viper drops and dances | |
| And everything stops and dances | |
| We tumble down these lonely days | |
| We tumble down... |