标题:Nihilism
艺人:Rancid
专辑:Let's Go!
作词:Armstrong, Freeman
制谱人:Mikhail Zazubek
节拍:♩ = 135
音轨:
- Vocals - 双簧管 Oboe
- Guitar - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
- Guitar - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Bass - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
- Drums - 敲击乐器
- Vocals - 大管 Bassoon
- Extra - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
注释:Hey!Hey!Hey!Hey!Come into the Union District,Drive down on Sharmon PalmsWhite ghettos paint a picture,Broken homes and broken bonesYou'llsee right through themNihilism!Nihilism!Nihilism!Nihilism!Come into the Union District,Drive down on Sharmon PalmsWhite ghettos paint a picture,Broken homes and broken bonesI'llsee right through themNihilism!Nihilism!Nihilism!Nihilism!NihilismNihilismNihilismNihilismNihilismNihilismBroken Bones!Hey!Hey!Hey!Hey!Well, I wasso full of scotch, I could not stand upI washitting the shots and I moved to a cupRe-lease me from moral assumptionTotal rejection, total destructionNihilistic feelingsare movingIf youtry really hard,you'llsee right through themWalking a path of self destruction,not affected by the repercussionsLady on the billboard offered me a drinkSaid right not now, I need time to thinkNihilistic feelingsare movingIf Itry really hardI'llsee right through themI wasso full of scotchI couldnot stand upI washitting the shotsand Imoved to a cupWhen youcome into Union District,and youdrive down Sharmon PalmsWhiteghettos paint a picture,Brokenhomes and broken bonesYeah,broken bones
标记:01: NihilismVerse 1Chorus 1Verse 2Chorus 2SoloBridgeOutro
歌词:
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
drive down on Sharmon Palms
White ghettos paint a picture
broken homes and broken bones
I was so full of scotch I could not stand up
I was hittin' the shots and I moved to a cup
Release me from moral assumption
total rejection total destruction
Nihilistic feelings are moving
if you try really hard you'll see right through them
Nihilism, nihilism,
nihilism, nihilism
drive down on Sharmon Palms
White ghettos paint a picture
broken homes and broken bones
Walkin' a path of self destruction
not affected by repercussion
Lady on the billboard offer me a drink
said not right now I need time to think
Nihilistic feelin's are movin'
If I try real hard I'll see right through them
Nihilism, nihilism, nihilism, nihilism
Nihilism, nihilism, nihilism, nihilism
I was so full of scotch I could not stand up
I was hittin' the shots and I moved to a cup
and you drive down Sharmon Palms
White ghetto paints a picture
broken homes and broken bones
Yeah broken bones
Hey, hey, hey, hey
