标题:Silence!
副标题:Silence!
艺人:Freak Kitchen
专辑:Dead Soul Men
作词:Mattias 'IA' Eklundh
作曲:Mattias 'IA' Eklundh
指示:www.freakkitchen.com
附注:
The line-up that I have here, is the line-up FK is having
currently.
节拍:♩ = 145
音轨:
- Rhytm: Mattias Eklundh - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Lead: Mattias Eklundh - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Bass: Christer 謗tefors - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
- Drums: Bj鰎n Fryklund - 敲击乐器
注释:How are you doing?Are you ok?Lovely dayto get blown awayWhile God and cancersing a duetHey your neightbour'sa phaedohileCrackheads and NazisAmen - Sieg HailAre we havinga good time yet?Rip my eyes outI am finished to seeDrill in my brainwon't you ventilate meCutt of my headinstant therapySILENCE!ApplauseLaughterSuicideOne pill too manyyour wife just diedWhere's my copyof Kind of Blue?The sound of bloodthe fragile smellDig this jacketthe strait model?Lock me up nowbefore I hurt youRip my eyes outI am finished to seeDrill in my brainwon't you ventilate meCutt of my headinstant therapySILENCE!SILENCE!SILENCE ! ! !Janet's coffee enemaand exorcism dietCivil warsMc Donald'sandH.I.VEarthquakesstarvationcut to commercialAnother boringTragedyWe are lostwe are all soblasCynical and fucked updepressed to the boneA world full of zombiesfeeding on self-hatredArmed and all aloneRip out my eyesI am finished to seeDrill in my brainwon't you ventilate meCut of my headinstant therapyRip my eyes outI am finished to seeDrill in my brainwon't you ventilate meCutt of my headinstant therapyDon't pick
歌词:
How are you doing? Are you ok?
Lovely day to get blown away
While God and cancer sing a duet
Hey, your neighbour's a paedophile
Crackheads and Nazis, Amen - Sieg Hail
Are we having a good time yet?
Rip out my eyes, I am finished to see
Drill in my brain, won't you ventilate me
Cut off my head, instant therapy...
Silence!
Applause - Laughter - Suicide
One pill too many, your wife just died
Where's my copy of Kind of Blue?
The sound of blood, the fragile smell
Dig this jacket, the strait model?
Lock me up now, before I hurt you
Rip out my eyes, I am finished to see
Drill in my brain, won't you ventilate me
Cut off my head, instant therapy...
Silence!
Janet's coffee enema and exorcism diet
Civil wars, Mc Donald's and H. I. V
Earthquakes, starvation, cut to commercial
Another boring tragedy
We are lost, we are all so blase
Cynical and f****d-up, depressed to the bone
A world full of zombies, feeding on self-hatred
Armed and all alone
