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  • 作词 : Del Naja +Baggott+ Davidge & M
    作曲 : Del Naja +Baggott+ Davidge & M
    ( Vocal : Robert '3D' Del Naja )

    Yes shall we take a spin again in business
    This time is fixed, let's sweeten our facilities
    It took all the man in me
    To be the dog you wanted me to be

    Shall we take a spin again no witnesses
    This time is fixed, seven three seven is
    You won't feel a thing
    Begging until you give it up insane

    Fish like little silver knives
    Make the cuts on my inside
    Yeah let him feast
    My heart is big, my heart is big
    My blood will slide in metal studs

    Tourniquet will hold its groove
    Tourniquet will keep its grip
    It took all the man in me
    To be the dog you wanted me to be

    Yeah let him feast
    My heart is big
    My heart is big
    My blood will slide
    You let him feast
    My heart is big
    My heart is big
    My blood will slide

    Got not to lose but my chains
    Internet feats on my brains
    Head in the sand, feet in the clay

    And time is still like grease it slips
    Sucking in, spitting pips
    Yeah spitting pips

    Not to lose but my chains
    Internet beats on my brains
    Head in the sand, feet in the clay
    A place to piss, a place to pray

    A little money should tell me of my faith
    This gun of smoke is slaying me
    And time is still like grease it slips
    Suck it in, spitting pips
    Yeah spitting pips

    My heart was big and like my pride
    Let them feast on my insides
    And when the filled had spilled its guts
    Gently open then it shuts

    I’m in the hole
    Three thousand days
    A buried soul
    They live the dream
    In terminal
    No war too mean

    I know the drill
    Got cells to burn
    I’m dressed to kill
    A mortal coil
    And time is still
    On secret soil

    Yeah pay the bills
    Cells to burn
    Mouths to fill
    On Boeing jets
    In the sunset make glowing threats
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Del Naja +Baggott+ Davidge & M
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Del Naja +Baggott+ Davidge & M
    [00:17.98]( Vocal : Robert '3D' Del Naja )
    [00:45.50]
    [01:03.21]Yes shall we take a spin again in business
    [01:07.58]This time is fixed, let's sweeten our facilities
    [01:12.33]It took all the man in me
    [01:14.53]To be the dog you wanted me to be
    [01:18.59]
    [01:21.41]Shall we take a spin again no witnesses
    [01:25.79]This time is fixed, seven three seven is
    [01:30.42]You won't feel a thing
    [01:32.39]Begging until you give it up insane
    [01:36.10]
    [01:39.49]Fish like little silver knives
    [01:44.05]Make the cuts on my inside
    [01:49.58]Yeah let him feast
    [01:50.52]My heart is big, my heart is big
    [01:54.11]My blood will slide in metal studs
    [01:58.28]
    [01:59.83]Tourniquet will hold its groove
    [02:03.23]Tourniquet will keep its grip
    [02:06.59]It took all the man in me
    [02:08.85]To be the dog you wanted me to be
    [02:13.49]
    [02:33.68]Yeah let him feast
    [02:34.76]My heart is big
    [02:37.01]My heart is big
    [02:38.09]My blood will slide
    [02:42.70]You let him feast
    [02:43.80]My heart is big
    [02:45.87]My heart is big
    [02:47.11]My blood will slide
    [02:48.83]
    [03:00.69]Got not to lose but my chains
    [03:03.02]Internet feats on my brains
    [03:05.79]Head in the sand, feet in the clay
    [03:08.37]
    [03:09.71]And time is still like grease it slips
    [03:12.06]Sucking in, spitting pips
    [03:15.31]Yeah spitting pips
    [03:16.94]
    [03:18.88]Not to lose but my chains
    [03:21.13]Internet beats on my brains
    [03:25.49]Head in the sand, feet in the clay
    [03:30.16]A place to piss, a place to pray
    [03:32.97]
    [04:04.08]A little money should tell me of my faith
    [04:08.62]This gun of smoke is slaying me
    [04:13.05]And time is still like grease it slips
    [04:15.29]Suck it in, spitting pips
    [04:18.78]Yeah spitting pips
    [04:20.36]
    [04:22.34]My heart was big and like my pride
    [04:24.43]Let them feast on my insides
    [04:31.08]And when the filled had spilled its guts
    [04:33.37]Gently open then it shuts
    [04:35.72]
    [04:40.29]I’m in the hole
    [04:42.45]Three thousand days
    [04:44.73]A buried soul
    [04:49.20]They live the dream
    [04:51.76]In terminal
    [04:53.79]No war too mean
    [04:57.11]
    [04:58.36]I know the drill
    [05:00.52]Got cells to burn
    [05:02.89]I’m dressed to kill
    [05:07.37]A mortal coil
    [05:09.64]And time is still
    [05:11.86]On secret soil
    [05:13.96]
    [05:16.39]Yeah pay the bills
    [05:18.69]Cells to burn
    [05:20.97]Mouths to fill
    [05:25.46]On Boeing jets
    [05:27.92]In the sunset make glowing threats