| Song | Bunkers |
| Artist | The Vapors |
| Album | Turning Japanese - Best Of The Vapors |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fenton | |
| I could take another little ride in the country | |
| Drive my mule down a lane or two | |
| Maybe I'll recall what it was by the country | |
| That made me so excited when I moved downtown | |
| Or maybe it's the noise in the streets and the car parks | |
| Maybe it's the kids as they swarm around | |
| Maybe it's the tires that they burn past my window | |
| Or maybe it's the corner where they all hang out | |
| I got no idea where we go from here | |
| Maybe that's why we're living in Bunkers | |
| I got no idea where we go from here | |
| Maybe that's why we're living in Bunkers | |
| we're living in... we're living in... we're living in... | |
| I went down the road to see the end of the movie | |
| Cus I really like the part where the heroine dies | |
| She takes away so many million secrets | |
| But she tells just a few when she closes her eyes | |
| I reckon that's the high and the low of my weekend | |
| I reckon that's all the crazy wool they can pull | |
| I reckon when tomorrow comes I'll be normal | |
| I reckon I may even go back to school | |
| (CHORUS) | |
| Government thugs keep me in for the week | |
| They call out the cops if I'm seen on the street | |
| "It drives me spoolers" in millions of ways | |
| I think I'll be a government thug one day | |
| Don't tell me in anger just tell me for real | |
| Why does everybody try to be a real big wheel | |
| It doesn't matter but if they live on the street | |
| With all these cowboys and Bunkers and creeps | |
| (CHORUS) |
| zuo ci : Fenton | |
| I could take another little ride in the country | |
| Drive my mule down a lane or two | |
| Maybe I' ll recall what it was by the country | |
| That made me so excited when I moved downtown | |
| Or maybe it' s the noise in the streets and the car parks | |
| Maybe it' s the kids as they swarm around | |
| Maybe it' s the tires that they burn past my window | |
| Or maybe it' s the corner where they all hang out | |
| I got no idea where we go from here | |
| Maybe that' s why we' re living in Bunkers | |
| I got no idea where we go from here | |
| Maybe that' s why we' re living in Bunkers | |
| we' re living in... we' re living in... we' re living in... | |
| I went down the road to see the end of the movie | |
| Cus I really like the part where the heroine dies | |
| She takes away so many million secrets | |
| But she tells just a few when she closes her eyes | |
| I reckon that' s the high and the low of my weekend | |
| I reckon that' s all the crazy wool they can pull | |
| I reckon when tomorrow comes I' ll be normal | |
| I reckon I may even go back to school | |
| CHORUS | |
| Government thugs keep me in for the week | |
| They call out the cops if I' m seen on the street | |
| " It drives me spoolers" in millions of ways | |
| I think I' ll be a government thug one day | |
| Don' t tell me in anger just tell me for real | |
| Why does everybody try to be a real big wheel | |
| It doesn' t matter but if they live on the street | |
| With all these cowboys and Bunkers and creeps | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Fenton | |
| I could take another little ride in the country | |
| Drive my mule down a lane or two | |
| Maybe I' ll recall what it was by the country | |
| That made me so excited when I moved downtown | |
| Or maybe it' s the noise in the streets and the car parks | |
| Maybe it' s the kids as they swarm around | |
| Maybe it' s the tires that they burn past my window | |
| Or maybe it' s the corner where they all hang out | |
| I got no idea where we go from here | |
| Maybe that' s why we' re living in Bunkers | |
| I got no idea where we go from here | |
| Maybe that' s why we' re living in Bunkers | |
| we' re living in... we' re living in... we' re living in... | |
| I went down the road to see the end of the movie | |
| Cus I really like the part where the heroine dies | |
| She takes away so many million secrets | |
| But she tells just a few when she closes her eyes | |
| I reckon that' s the high and the low of my weekend | |
| I reckon that' s all the crazy wool they can pull | |
| I reckon when tomorrow comes I' ll be normal | |
| I reckon I may even go back to school | |
| CHORUS | |
| Government thugs keep me in for the week | |
| They call out the cops if I' m seen on the street | |
| " It drives me spoolers" in millions of ways | |
| I think I' ll be a government thug one day | |
| Don' t tell me in anger just tell me for real | |
| Why does everybody try to be a real big wheel | |
| It doesn' t matter but if they live on the street | |
| With all these cowboys and Bunkers and creeps | |
| CHORUS |