Blue Randy歌词

歌曲名:Blue Randy  歌手:Beck  所属专辑:《I Just Started Hating Some People Today》

介绍:《Blue Randy》是由Beck演唱的歌曲,该歌曲收录在Beck的《I Just Started Hating Some People Today》专辑之中,如果您觉得该歌曲好听的话,就把这首歌分享给您的朋友一起支持Beck的Blue Randy的吧!

Blue Randy歌词

I was driving home in a Dodge Stratus
To the contaminated side of town
Where the shortwave radio playing songs of the century
And a big black cloud of asbestos
Was shadowing my demise

Where were you this morning, Little Randy?
Breakdancing in the food court by yourself
With the honor and your attitude
And your jeans full of prison food
There's a police chalk outline where you last been seen

I was lacerated by my indiscretions
I was sanitized by the pinefresh smell
Of a damsel in stonewashed denim
The way that her sideways ponytail fell

Where were you this evening, Candy Apple Sweetheart?
Playing bass solos up on the sun
With your syntax in the post
And a clothes pin on your nose
And a septic tank full of all the stories you told

Well she called me up on a chainstore pay phone
She invited me up to a condo door
Way down in a neon park
To play lazer tag with her cousin, Rick

Where were you this morning, Blue Randy?
Doing capoeira up on the rooftop again
With your dry ice machine
And a fist full of creatine
There's a police chalk outline where you last been seen
Now there's a police chalk outline where you last been seen

Blue RandyLRC歌词

I was driving home in a Dodge Stratus
To the contaminated side of town
Where the shortwave radio playing songs of the century
And a big black cloud of asbestos
Was shadowing my demise

Where were you this morning, Little Randy?
Breakdancing in the food court by yourself
With the honor and your attitude
And your jeans full of prison food
There's a police chalk outline where you last been seen

I was lacerated by my indiscretions
I was sanitized by the pinefresh smell
Of a damsel in stonewashed denim
The way that her sideways ponytail fell

Where were you this evening, Candy Apple Sweetheart?
Playing bass solos up on the sun
With your syntax in the post
And a clothes pin on your nose
And a septic tank full of all the stories you told

Well she called me up on a chainstore pay phone
She invited me up to a condo door
Way down in a neon park
To play lazer tag with her cousin, Rick

Where were you this morning, Blue Randy?
Doing capoeira up on the rooftop again
With your dry ice machine
And a fist full of creatine
There's a police chalk outline where you last been seen
Now there's a police chalk outline where you last been seen