Hell In A Bucket歌词

歌曲名:Hell In A Bucket  歌手:Grateful Dead  所属专辑:《The Very Best Of Grateful Dead》

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Hell In A Bucket歌词

作词 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
作曲 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"
Seemed like the least I could do
Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think me by contrast quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Aw you're a sweet little softcore pretender
Somehow, baby got hard as it gets
With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders
And your chair and your whip and your pets
Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love your ovations
To the Z-rated scenes you create
(Z-rated scenes you create)
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Yeah! Least I'll enjoy the ride
You analyze me, attempt to despise me, you laugh
When I stumble and fall
There may come a day I will dance on your grave
If unable to dance I will crawl across it
Unable to dance I will crawl
Unable to dance I'll crawl
You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you
And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well I know you will think of me only
When the snakes come marching in
When the snakes come marching in
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride

Hell In A BucketLRC歌词

作词 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
作曲 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"
Seemed like the least I could do
Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think me by contrast quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Aw you're a sweet little softcore pretender
Somehow, baby got hard as it gets
With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders
And your chair and your whip and your pets
Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love your ovations
To the Z-rated scenes you create
(Z-rated scenes you create)
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Yeah! Least I'll enjoy the ride
You analyze me, attempt to despise me, you laugh
When I stumble and fall
There may come a day I will dance on your grave
If unable to dance I will crawl across it
Unable to dance I will crawl
Unable to dance I'll crawl
You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you
And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well I know you will think of me only
When the snakes come marching in
When the snakes come marching in
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
At least I'll enjoy the ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride