Stepped off the plane with my rifle in hand
I used my sword to blind my eyes from the sand
Its a post-apocalyptic wet tee-shirt contest
Well I'm sold
I do what I'm told
Defense contractor dance party radio
Blood on my hands
*** on my mind
Taking shots of petrol
Tracers light the sky
And I met the right ones
I joined a team
No tears americana theres no blood left to bleed
And I counted notches in a belt
This blood makes pretty good sunscreen
When deaths as hot as the sun
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Stepped off the plane with my rifle in hand
I used my sword to blind my eyes from the sand
Its a post-apocalyptic wet tee-shirt contest
Well I'm sold
I do what I'm told
Defense contractor dance party radio
Blood on my hands
*** on my mind
Taking shots of petrol
Tracers light the sky
And I met the right ones
I joined a team
No tears americana theres no blood left to bleed
And I counted notches in a belt
This blood makes pretty good sunscreen
When deaths as hot as the sun
📝 纯歌词版本
Stepped off the plane with my rifle in hand
I used my sword to blind my eyes from the sand
Its a post-apocalyptic wet tee-shirt contest
Well I'm sold
I do what I'm told
Defense contractor dance party radio
Blood on my hands
*** on my mind
Taking shots of petrol
Tracers light the sky
And I met the right ones
I joined a team
No tears americana theres no blood left to bleed
And I counted notches in a belt
This blood makes pretty good sunscreen
When deaths as hot as the sun
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Stepped off the plane with my rifle in hand
I used my sword to blind my eyes from the sand
Its a post-apocalyptic wet tee-shirt contest
Well I'm sold
I do what I'm told
Defense contractor dance party radio
Blood on my hands
*** on my mind
Taking shots of petrol
Tracers light the sky
And I met the right ones
I joined a team
No tears americana theres no blood left to bleed
And I counted notches in a belt
This blood makes pretty good sunscreen
When deaths as hot as the sun
The first sin that once told
Was to my parents at ten years old
I stole somethin' I'll admit it
But not to priests or crucifixes
Me and my best friend...
It's the little things my mind commits
To etch behind my eyelids
Like getting stoned when we wake up
Coffee grounds and coffee cups
The classics to th...
Somethings rotten in the state of Denmark
A broken home, who picks up the pieces
So lick your lips and mend your hair
This mess wont make a difference...
We stumbled and stared at the carnival lights
That lit up New York City
That was covered in bad graffiti
Whatever that was left of it
Cause I cursed m...
I can't seem to find my way
Or too much on embracing a shadow
Setting screen brings the dusk I remember
Advertising the epic pretenders
Struck gold
Or...
Here we go!
You wear your smile like a summer sky
Just shining down on me and you
I swear your heart is a free bird
On a lazy Sunday afternoon
I love ...
Baby bitte mach dir niemehr Sorgen um Geld
Gib mir nur deine Hand ich kauf dir Morgen die Welt
Egal wohin du willst wir fliegen um die Welt
Haun' sofo...