| Song | Bully Boy |
| Artist | Shed Seven |
| Album | A Maximum High |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Rick Witter & Paul Banks & Tom Gladwin & Alan Leach |
| [00:16.83] | You knocked me off my feet |
| [00:21.83] | |
| [00:22.76] | And I fell face first on the concrete |
| [00:30.08] | I took a blow to the limbs |
| [00:34.94] | |
| [00:36.38] | I didn't even know him |
| [00:43.46] | There's no point in hiding |
| [00:45.40] | The hate that you confide in |
| [00:46.90] | The pain that you call your own |
| [00:50.15] | There's no point in shying |
| [00:51.65] | From the fists that are flying |
| [00:53.33] | The boy is on his own |
| [00:56.46] | You looked me in the eye |
| [01:02.41] | |
| [01:03.10] | I bet you thought I was paralysed |
| [01:09.72] | I took a blow to the chest |
| [01:14.90] | |
| [01:16.53] | Now I've been underestimated |
| [01:23.22] | There's no point in hiding |
| [01:24.72] | The hate that you confide in |
| [01:26.34] | The pain that you call your own |
| [01:29.47] | There's no point in shying |
| [01:31.22] | From the fists that are flying |
| [01:33.27] | The boy is on his own |
| [01:36.90] | |
| [02:02.90] | There's no point in hiding |
| [02:04.40] | The hate that you confide in |
| [02:06.09] | The pain that you call your own |
| [02:09.02] | There's no point in shying |
| [02:10.84] | From the fists that flyingare |
| [02:12.67] | The boy is on his own |
| [02:15.99] | |
| [02:21.05] | I'll fight you to the death |
| [02:25.99] | I'll fight you to the death |
| [02:30.23] | |
| [02:34.17] | I'll fight you to the death ... |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Rick Witter Paul Banks Tom Gladwin Alan Leach |
| [00:16.83] | You knocked me off my feet |
| [00:21.83] | |
| [00:22.76] | And I fell face first on the concrete |
| [00:30.08] | I took a blow to the limbs |
| [00:34.94] | |
| [00:36.38] | I didn' t even know him |
| [00:43.46] | There' s no point in hiding |
| [00:45.40] | The hate that you confide in |
| [00:46.90] | The pain that you call your own |
| [00:50.15] | There' s no point in shying |
| [00:51.65] | From the fists that are flying |
| [00:53.33] | The boy is on his own |
| [00:56.46] | You looked me in the eye |
| [01:02.41] | |
| [01:03.10] | I bet you thought I was paralysed |
| [01:09.72] | I took a blow to the chest |
| [01:14.90] | |
| [01:16.53] | Now I' ve been underestimated |
| [01:23.22] | There' s no point in hiding |
| [01:24.72] | The hate that you confide in |
| [01:26.34] | The pain that you call your own |
| [01:29.47] | There' s no point in shying |
| [01:31.22] | From the fists that are flying |
| [01:33.27] | The boy is on his own |
| [01:36.90] | |
| [02:02.90] | There' s no point in hiding |
| [02:04.40] | The hate that you confide in |
| [02:06.09] | The pain that you call your own |
| [02:09.02] | There' s no point in shying |
| [02:10.84] | From the fists that flyingare |
| [02:12.67] | The boy is on his own |
| [02:15.99] | |
| [02:21.05] | I' ll fight you to the death |
| [02:25.99] | I' ll fight you to the death |
| [02:30.23] | |
| [02:34.17] | I' ll fight you to the death ... |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Rick Witter Paul Banks Tom Gladwin Alan Leach |
| [00:16.83] | You knocked me off my feet |
| [00:21.83] | |
| [00:22.76] | And I fell face first on the concrete |
| [00:30.08] | I took a blow to the limbs |
| [00:34.94] | |
| [00:36.38] | I didn' t even know him |
| [00:43.46] | There' s no point in hiding |
| [00:45.40] | The hate that you confide in |
| [00:46.90] | The pain that you call your own |
| [00:50.15] | There' s no point in shying |
| [00:51.65] | From the fists that are flying |
| [00:53.33] | The boy is on his own |
| [00:56.46] | You looked me in the eye |
| [01:02.41] | |
| [01:03.10] | I bet you thought I was paralysed |
| [01:09.72] | I took a blow to the chest |
| [01:14.90] | |
| [01:16.53] | Now I' ve been underestimated |
| [01:23.22] | There' s no point in hiding |
| [01:24.72] | The hate that you confide in |
| [01:26.34] | The pain that you call your own |
| [01:29.47] | There' s no point in shying |
| [01:31.22] | From the fists that are flying |
| [01:33.27] | The boy is on his own |
| [01:36.90] | |
| [02:02.90] | There' s no point in hiding |
| [02:04.40] | The hate that you confide in |
| [02:06.09] | The pain that you call your own |
| [02:09.02] | There' s no point in shying |
| [02:10.84] | From the fists that flyingare |
| [02:12.67] | The boy is on his own |
| [02:15.99] | |
| [02:21.05] | I' ll fight you to the death |
| [02:25.99] | I' ll fight you to the death |
| [02:30.23] | |
| [02:34.17] | I' ll fight you to the death ... |