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Big Trash

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  • 作词 : Bailey, Currie
    It's a nightmare, a virgin's dream
    On the back seat of a limousine
    It's the fairy lights that light up your hair
    It's the matt black leather dresses that you wear
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash
    Lipstick kisses on your breasts
    Dirty Chandeliers from a million cigarettes
    Picasso in a Japanese department store
    The way you giggle and squeal for more
    And photographs of the pope in bed
    With uptown girls trying to get some head
    Finding heaven in the Ritz hotel
    Then throw yourself down in a wishing well
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash
    The Empire State, the Holy Grail
    Good old England is up for sale
    And giant flags and Uncle Sam
    Hey honey, the ole boy is a dirty old man
    Fire bombs and lotsa guns
    Bang bang you're dead in the name of love
    Yeah it's every little thing that you want it to be
    It looks so good but never comes free
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash
  • 作词 : Bailey, Currie
    It's a nightmare, a virgin's dream
    On the back seat of a limousine
    It's the fairy lights that light up your hair
    It's the matt black leather dresses that you wear
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash
    Lipstick kisses on your breasts
    Dirty Chandeliers from a million cigarettes
    Picasso in a Japanese department store
    The way you giggle and squeal for more
    And photographs of the pope in bed
    With uptown girls trying to get some head
    Finding heaven in the Ritz hotel
    Then throw yourself down in a wishing well
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash
    The Empire State, the Holy Grail
    Good old England is up for sale
    And giant flags and Uncle Sam
    Hey honey, the ole boy is a dirty old man
    Fire bombs and lotsa guns
    Bang bang you're dead in the name of love
    Yeah it's every little thing that you want it to be
    It looks so good but never comes free
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash
    Big trash
    Ooh big trash
    People paying hard cash
    Yeah Yeah
    For big trash