| Song | Nobody's Fault |
| Artist | Testament |
| Album | Original Album Series |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : S. Tyler/B. Whitford |
| [00:36.476] | Lord, I must be dreaming |
| [00:38.896] | What else could this be? |
| [00:41.114] | Everybody's screaming |
| [00:43.339] | Running for the sea |
| [00:45.619] | Holy lands are sinking |
| [00:47.844] | Birds take to the sky |
| [00:50.059] | The prophets are all stinking drunk |
| [00:52.419] | I know the reason why |
| [00:54.647] | Eyes are full of desire |
| [00:56.916] | Mind is so ill-at-ease |
| [00:59.082] | Everything is on fire |
| [01:01.350] | Shit piled up to the knees |
| [01:03.550] | Out of rhyme or reason |
| [01:05.688] | Everyone's to blame |
| [01:07.992] | Children of the season |
| [01:09.646] | Don't be lame |
| [01:12.457] | Sorry, you're so sorry |
| [01:16.994] | Sorry |
| [01:21.382] | Man has known |
| [01:22.191] | And now he's blown it |
| [01:23.658] | Upside down and hell's the only sound |
| [01:25.314] | We did an awful job |
| [01:26.540] | And now they say it's nobody's fault |
| [01:28.508] | Old St. Andres |
| [01:30.313] | Seven years ago |
| [01:32.630] | Shove it up their richters |
| [01:34.844] | Red lines stop and go |
| [01:37.216] | Noblemen of courage |
| [01:39.472] | Listen with their ears |
| [01:41.803] | Spoke but how discouraging |
| [01:44.111] | When no one really hears |
| [01:46.303] | One of these day's you'll be sorry |
| [01:48.564] | Too many houses on the stilt |
| [01:50.775] | Three million years or just a story |
| [01:52.974] | Four on the floor up to the hilt |
| [01:55.273] | Out of rhyme or reason |
| [01:57.517] | Everyone's to blame |
| [01:59.869] | Children of the season |
| [02:01.571] | Don't be lame |
| [02:04.466] | Sorry, you're so sorry |
| [02:08.976] | Sorry |
| [02:13.379] | Man has known |
| [02:14.240] | And now he's blown it |
| [02:15.723] | Upside down and hell's the only sound |
| [02:17.447] | We did an awful job |
| [02:18.708] | And now we're just a little too late |
| [02:20.602] | |
| [02:38.024] | Eyes are full of desire |
| [02:40.277] | Mind is so ill-at-ease |
| [02:42.536] | Everything is on fire |
| [02:44.777] | Shit piled up in debris |
| [02:47.140] | California showtime |
| [02:49.420] | Five o'clock's the news |
| [02:51.800] | Everybody's concubine |
| [02:53.665] | Was prone to take a snooze |
| [02:56.336] | Sorry, you're so sorry |
| [03:00.972] | Sorry |
| [03:05.425] | Man has known |
| [03:06.360] | And now he's blown it |
| [03:07.817] | Upside down and hell's the only sound |
| [03:09.469] | We did an awful job |
| [03:10.814] | And now we're just a little too late |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : S. Tyler B. Whitford |
| [00:36.476] | Lord, I must be dreaming |
| [00:38.896] | What else could this be? |
| [00:41.114] | Everybody' s screaming |
| [00:43.339] | Running for the sea |
| [00:45.619] | Holy lands are sinking |
| [00:47.844] | Birds take to the sky |
| [00:50.059] | The prophets are all stinking drunk |
| [00:52.419] | I know the reason why |
| [00:54.647] | Eyes are full of desire |
| [00:56.916] | Mind is so illatease |
| [00:59.082] | Everything is on fire |
| [01:01.350] | Shit piled up to the knees |
| [01:03.550] | Out of rhyme or reason |
| [01:05.688] | Everyone' s to blame |
| [01:07.992] | Children of the season |
| [01:09.646] | Don' t be lame |
| [01:12.457] | Sorry, you' re so sorry |
| [01:16.994] | Sorry |
| [01:21.382] | Man has known |
| [01:22.191] | And now he' s blown it |
| [01:23.658] | Upside down and hell' s the only sound |
| [01:25.314] | We did an awful job |
| [01:26.540] | And now they say it' s nobody' s fault |
| [01:28.508] | Old St. Andres |
| [01:30.313] | Seven years ago |
| [01:32.630] | Shove it up their richters |
| [01:34.844] | Red lines stop and go |
| [01:37.216] | Noblemen of courage |
| [01:39.472] | Listen with their ears |
| [01:41.803] | Spoke but how discouraging |
| [01:44.111] | When no one really hears |
| [01:46.303] | One of these day' s you' ll be sorry |
| [01:48.564] | Too many houses on the stilt |
| [01:50.775] | Three million years or just a story |
| [01:52.974] | Four on the floor up to the hilt |
| [01:55.273] | Out of rhyme or reason |
| [01:57.517] | Everyone' s to blame |
| [01:59.869] | Children of the season |
| [02:01.571] | Don' t be lame |
| [02:04.466] | Sorry, you' re so sorry |
| [02:08.976] | Sorry |
| [02:13.379] | Man has known |
| [02:14.240] | And now he' s blown it |
| [02:15.723] | Upside down and hell' s the only sound |
| [02:17.447] | We did an awful job |
| [02:18.708] | And now we' re just a little too late |
| [02:20.602] | |
| [02:38.024] | Eyes are full of desire |
| [02:40.277] | Mind is so illatease |
| [02:42.536] | Everything is on fire |
| [02:44.777] | Shit piled up in debris |
| [02:47.140] | California showtime |
| [02:49.420] | Five o' clock' s the news |
| [02:51.800] | Everybody' s concubine |
| [02:53.665] | Was prone to take a snooze |
| [02:56.336] | Sorry, you' re so sorry |
| [03:00.972] | Sorry |
| [03:05.425] | Man has known |
| [03:06.360] | And now he' s blown it |
| [03:07.817] | Upside down and hell' s the only sound |
| [03:09.469] | We did an awful job |
| [03:10.814] | And now we' re just a little too late |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : S. Tyler B. Whitford |
| [00:36.476] | Lord, I must be dreaming |
| [00:38.896] | What else could this be? |
| [00:41.114] | Everybody' s screaming |
| [00:43.339] | Running for the sea |
| [00:45.619] | Holy lands are sinking |
| [00:47.844] | Birds take to the sky |
| [00:50.059] | The prophets are all stinking drunk |
| [00:52.419] | I know the reason why |
| [00:54.647] | Eyes are full of desire |
| [00:56.916] | Mind is so illatease |
| [00:59.082] | Everything is on fire |
| [01:01.350] | Shit piled up to the knees |
| [01:03.550] | Out of rhyme or reason |
| [01:05.688] | Everyone' s to blame |
| [01:07.992] | Children of the season |
| [01:09.646] | Don' t be lame |
| [01:12.457] | Sorry, you' re so sorry |
| [01:16.994] | Sorry |
| [01:21.382] | Man has known |
| [01:22.191] | And now he' s blown it |
| [01:23.658] | Upside down and hell' s the only sound |
| [01:25.314] | We did an awful job |
| [01:26.540] | And now they say it' s nobody' s fault |
| [01:28.508] | Old St. Andres |
| [01:30.313] | Seven years ago |
| [01:32.630] | Shove it up their richters |
| [01:34.844] | Red lines stop and go |
| [01:37.216] | Noblemen of courage |
| [01:39.472] | Listen with their ears |
| [01:41.803] | Spoke but how discouraging |
| [01:44.111] | When no one really hears |
| [01:46.303] | One of these day' s you' ll be sorry |
| [01:48.564] | Too many houses on the stilt |
| [01:50.775] | Three million years or just a story |
| [01:52.974] | Four on the floor up to the hilt |
| [01:55.273] | Out of rhyme or reason |
| [01:57.517] | Everyone' s to blame |
| [01:59.869] | Children of the season |
| [02:01.571] | Don' t be lame |
| [02:04.466] | Sorry, you' re so sorry |
| [02:08.976] | Sorry |
| [02:13.379] | Man has known |
| [02:14.240] | And now he' s blown it |
| [02:15.723] | Upside down and hell' s the only sound |
| [02:17.447] | We did an awful job |
| [02:18.708] | And now we' re just a little too late |
| [02:20.602] | |
| [02:38.024] | Eyes are full of desire |
| [02:40.277] | Mind is so illatease |
| [02:42.536] | Everything is on fire |
| [02:44.777] | Shit piled up in debris |
| [02:47.140] | California showtime |
| [02:49.420] | Five o' clock' s the news |
| [02:51.800] | Everybody' s concubine |
| [02:53.665] | Was prone to take a snooze |
| [02:56.336] | Sorry, you' re so sorry |
| [03:00.972] | Sorry |
| [03:05.425] | Man has known |
| [03:06.360] | And now he' s blown it |
| [03:07.817] | Upside down and hell' s the only sound |
| [03:09.469] | We did an awful job |
| [03:10.814] | And now we' re just a little too late |