The Smith Street Band 熱門歌曲
積分
演出藝人
The Smith Street Band
演出者
Anika Pyle
演唱
Hallie Bullit
演唱
詞曲
Wil Wagner
作曲
Michael Fitzgerald
詞曲創作
Lee Hartney
作曲
Christopher Cowburn
詞曲創作
歌詞
Staying in a hotel full of pilots
I can't believe that they are smoking
If you'd mastered the art of flight
Why would you spend half your time choking?
Sleeping in a bedroom full of assholes
Surely means I am one too
And I wake up and I go walking
And I think the wrong thing about you
And it was the best idea we ever had
Picked up our spirits and we sang
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
As loud as we possibly can
Along the most depressing highways
Ever dropped into the earth
Among the confederate flag lower back tattoo
That is this part of the world
We're raising pets and kids in car parks
In the light of drive in ATM's
I learn to read the side effects
I am my own adverse reaction
And it was the best idea we ever had
Picked up our voices and we sang
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
As loud as we possibly can
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
Get out of my fucking face, man
Things get better, but they never get good
Things get better but they never get good
No, they never get good
I don't do anything I said I would
For things get better but they never get good and we sang
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
Death to the lads
Get out of my fucking face, mate
Writer(s): Michael Fitzgerald, William Wagner, Christopher Cowburn, Lee Hartney
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