| Song | Use The Man |
| Artist | Megadeth |
| Album | Live At Moscow, Russia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dave Mustaine/Marty Friedman | |
| 作词 : Dave Mustaine | |
| I heard somebody fixed today | |
| There was no last goodbyes to say | |
| His will to live ran out | |
| I heard somebody turned to dust | |
| Looking back at what he left | |
| A list of plans and photographs | |
| Songs that never will be sung | |
| These are the things he won't get done | |
| The things he won't get done | |
| I've seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use the man | |
| I've seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the gutter on their hands | |
| The fight a war but it's fatal | |
| It's so hard to understand | |
| I've seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use the man | |
| Just one shot to say goodbye | |
| One last taste to mourn and cry | |
| Cry, cryScores and shoots, the lights go dim | |
| Just one shot to do him in | |
| He hangs his head and wonders why | |
| Why the monkey only lies | |
| Lies, lies | |
| But pay the pauper, he did choose | |
| He hung his head inside the noose | |
| He hung his head inside the noose | |
| I've seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use that man | |
| I've seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the coffin on their hands | |
| They fight a war but it's fatal | |
| It's so hard to understand | |
| I've seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in his hand | |
| Cryptic writing on the wall | |
| The beginning of the end | |
| I've seen myself use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in my hand | |
| I've seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use that man | |
| I've seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the coffin on their hands | |
| They fight a war but it's fatal | |
| It's so hard to understand | |
| I've seen myself use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in my hand | |
| In my hand | |
| In my hand | |
| In my hand |
| zuo qu : Dave Mustaine Marty Friedman | |
| zuo ci : Dave Mustaine | |
| I heard somebody fixed today | |
| There was no last goodbyes to say | |
| His will to live ran out | |
| I heard somebody turned to dust | |
| Looking back at what he left | |
| A list of plans and photographs | |
| Songs that never will be sung | |
| These are the things he won' t get done | |
| The things he won' t get done | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use the man | |
| I' ve seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the gutter on their hands | |
| The fight a war but it' s fatal | |
| It' s so hard to understand | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use the man | |
| Just one shot to say goodbye | |
| One last taste to mourn and cry | |
| Cry, cryScores and shoots, the lights go dim | |
| Just one shot to do him in | |
| He hangs his head and wonders why | |
| Why the monkey only lies | |
| Lies, lies | |
| But pay the pauper, he did choose | |
| He hung his head inside the noose | |
| He hung his head inside the noose | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use that man | |
| I' ve seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the coffin on their hands | |
| They fight a war but it' s fatal | |
| It' s so hard to understand | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in his hand | |
| Cryptic writing on the wall | |
| The beginning of the end | |
| I' ve seen myself use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in my hand | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use that man | |
| I' ve seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the coffin on their hands | |
| They fight a war but it' s fatal | |
| It' s so hard to understand | |
| I' ve seen myself use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in my hand | |
| In my hand | |
| In my hand | |
| In my hand |
| zuò qǔ : Dave Mustaine Marty Friedman | |
| zuò cí : Dave Mustaine | |
| I heard somebody fixed today | |
| There was no last goodbyes to say | |
| His will to live ran out | |
| I heard somebody turned to dust | |
| Looking back at what he left | |
| A list of plans and photographs | |
| Songs that never will be sung | |
| These are the things he won' t get done | |
| The things he won' t get done | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use the man | |
| I' ve seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the gutter on their hands | |
| The fight a war but it' s fatal | |
| It' s so hard to understand | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use the man | |
| Just one shot to say goodbye | |
| One last taste to mourn and cry | |
| Cry, cryScores and shoots, the lights go dim | |
| Just one shot to do him in | |
| He hangs his head and wonders why | |
| Why the monkey only lies | |
| Lies, lies | |
| But pay the pauper, he did choose | |
| He hung his head inside the noose | |
| He hung his head inside the noose | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use that man | |
| I' ve seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the coffin on their hands | |
| They fight a war but it' s fatal | |
| It' s so hard to understand | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in his hand | |
| Cryptic writing on the wall | |
| The beginning of the end | |
| I' ve seen myself use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in my hand | |
| I' ve seen the man use the needle | |
| Seen the needle use that man | |
| I' ve seen them crawl from the cradle | |
| To the coffin on their hands | |
| They fight a war but it' s fatal | |
| It' s so hard to understand | |
| I' ve seen myself use the needle | |
| Seen the needle in my hand | |
| In my hand | |
| In my hand | |
| In my hand |