制作
出演艺人
Ward XVI
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作曲和作词
Ward XVI
词曲作者
歌词
Packing up and leaving home
No plan, no cash, no dash of hope
Panic sets, I break a sweat
I'm piss-wet to the bone
No idea where I'll go
Just gotta pack my things and go
And head out on the open road
Alone... Alone!
Packing up and leaving home
No plan, no cash, no dash of hope
Panic sets, I break a sweat
I'm piss-wet to the bone
No idea where I'll go
Just gotta pack my things and go
And head out on the open road
Alone... Alone!
I'm picking up my bags
It's a frantic mad dash
I've gotta get me out of this town
I know it won't be long
Before I'm found
My whole world's turned upside down
I'm going on the run
With just a backpack and a gun
I won't get far with no car and no cash
I guess a petty crime won't make no difference to time
Hotwire a car, hold up a store, foot to the floor
Catch me if you can!
Packing up and leaving home
No plan, no cash, no dash of hope
Panic sets, I break a sweat
I'm piss-wet to the bone
No idea where I'll go
Just gotta pack my things and go
And head out on the open road
Alone... Alone!
Packing up and leaving home
No plan, no cash, no dash of hope
Panic sets, I break a sweat
I'm piss-wet to the bone
No idea where I'll go
Just gotta pack my things and go
And head out on the open road
Alone... Alone!
How did I think I'd pull this off?
Stunned by a sea of dancing lights
My face is pounded to the grtound
The sergeant's reading me my rights
My reflection smiles from his polished shoe
And says "hey we had a good ride"
It was worth the try
Whilst me hands are tied
I look back and wish my old town goodbye
Driving off into the distance
My whole world fades out of existence
A weight lifts up off my chest
As I let go of all resistance
Frogmarched up to the station
I smell the sweeness of the grass
I take a moment to feel the wind on my face
Knowing this might be my last
Written by: Ward XVI

