Peace? I hate the word
As I hate hell, all Montagues
I had a dream last night
'Cause it looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night
But it looked unlike a dream
Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts
Make me a suit so I can get it off
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne and Bette Davis
And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair
Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills
And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
It was a scream last night
It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever)
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
She was on fire last night
And I was breathing gasoline
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had a scream last night
Lord above
I didn't know where to shake my butt
Walked backwards, ****** like a fox
I was more ****** up than your sister's tackle box
It's three A.M. at five o'clock
I wore it on my sleeve
And I got shot
Shot me down
Yeah, whatever, rock out
That's it, that's my rhyme
Take it to the streets, biatch
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:08.45]Peace? I hate the word
[00:13.44]As I hate hell, all Montagues
[00:20.39]I had a dream last night
[00:24.34]'Cause it looked just like a dream
[00:30.44]I had a dream last night
[00:34.44]But it looked unlike a dream
[00:41.89]Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts
[00:46.69]Make me a suit so I can get it off
[01:00.61]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[01:10.55]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[01:22.43]Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne and Bette Davis
[01:31.57]And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair
[01:42.51]Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills
[01:51.79]And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled
[01:59.88]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[02:08.70]It was a scream last night
[02:13.49]It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever)
[02:37.30]I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
[02:48.64]I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
[02:58.69]She was on fire last night
[03:04.06]And I was breathing gasoline
[03:09.01]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[03:17.87]I had a scream last night
[03:23.52]Lord above
[03:27.47]I didn't know where to shake my butt
[03:30.41]Walked backwards, ****** like a fox
[03:32.52]I was more ****** up than your sister's tackle box
[03:35.07]It's three A.M. at five o'clock
[03:37.53]I wore it on my sleeve
[03:42.02]And I got shot
[03:45.78]Shot me down
[03:47.82]Yeah, whatever, rock out
[03:53.70]That's it, that's my rhyme
[03:55.51]Take it to the streets, biatch
Peace? I hate the word
As I hate hell, all Montagues
I had a dream last night
'Cause it looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night
But it looked unlike a dream
Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts
Make me a suit so I can get it off
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne and Bette Davis
And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair
Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills
And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
It was a scream last night
It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever)
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
She was on fire last night
And I was breathing gasoline
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had a scream last night
Lord above
I didn't know where to shake my butt
Walked backwards, ****** like a fox
I was more ****** up than your sister's tackle box
It's three A.M. at five o'clock
I wore it on my sleeve
And I got shot
Shot me down
Yeah, whatever, rock out
That's it, that's my rhyme
Take it to the streets, biatch
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:08.45]Peace? I hate the word
[00:13.44]As I hate hell, all Montagues
[00:20.39]I had a dream last night
[00:24.34]'Cause it looked just like a dream
[00:30.44]I had a dream last night
[00:34.44]But it looked unlike a dream
[00:41.89]Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts
[00:46.69]Make me a suit so I can get it off
[01:00.61]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[01:10.55]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[01:22.43]Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne and Bette Davis
[01:31.57]And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair
[01:42.51]Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills
[01:51.79]And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled
[01:59.88]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[02:08.70]It was a scream last night
[02:13.49]It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever)
[02:37.30]I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
[02:48.64]I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
[02:58.69]She was on fire last night
[03:04.06]And I was breathing gasoline
[03:09.01]I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
[03:17.87]I had a scream last night
[03:23.52]Lord above
[03:27.47]I didn't know where to shake my butt
[03:30.41]Walked backwards, ****** like a fox
[03:32.52]I was more ****** up than your sister's tackle box
[03:35.07]It's three A.M. at five o'clock
[03:37.53]I wore it on my sleeve
[03:42.02]And I got shot
[03:45.78]Shot me down
[03:47.82]Yeah, whatever, rock out
[03:53.70]That's it, that's my rhyme
[03:55.51]Take it to the streets, biatch
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