[00:00.00] 作词 : Bavitz
[00:00.03]For want of a nail the shoe was lost
[00:03.18]For want of a shoe the horse was lost
[00:06.42]For want of a horse the rider was lost
[00:09.69]For want of a rider the battle was lost
[00:13.02]For want of a battle the kingdom was lost
[00:17.79]And all for the want of a horseshoe..
[00:25.59]There is a hole in front of the shovel
[00:27.90]Shovel in front of the brawn
[00:29.52]Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn
[00:32.85]Each with his ( ) days to choose his tool of trade
[00:35.97]Duelin blades that qued a cruel charade and fuel the flames
[00:39.39]Few would clue the crew into the civil
[00:41.61]Skip the food and land like you the manwho flew the coop over the pit-bulls
[00:46.20]Two opposing mother****s shall not employ the gunners deck'
[00:47.94]And now I don't believe this
[00:49.23]Sat beneath an avalanche and jagged a nautical season
[00:52.41]And I will stop the violence more than
[00:53.94]I was Pontious
[00:54.69]PilotCops and robbers riot by the thoughts of noxious sirens'
[00:58.83]A' as in gullible you figure all man equal no brainer
[01:02.64]Take at his friends and neighbors dedicate 'er
[01:04.98]Moms raised the babies through a very churchy '80s
[01:08.52]Sunday mornings reinforce the waiting game to
[01:10.92]HadesAny brazen but apparently infernal-bound now
[01:14.55]For when a man of cloth has said his wrongs and when in doubt, doubt
[01:18.42]The punishment should fit the reasons you must punish him
[01:21.45]Never puncture skin or pull the colored rugs from under them
[01:26.31]I do not give a ****
[01:27.99]Cause brotherhoods of public good do not employ the unctuous
[01:31.11]And you. observe and have the givetheth disproportionate
[01:34.44]To the taketh away decide to maketh his day (do it)
[01:37.77]All the stubborn odium glowin a coal host
[01:40.53]To where he coulda stood easily in the tub jugglin toasters[chorus]
[01:44.13]No mountain too high
[01:45.84]No city too far
[01:47.43]No coma too night
[01:49.08]No city tomorrow
[01:50.67]No fire too live
[01:52.29]No city too charged
[01:53.79]No treaty too signed
[01:55.62]No city too guard
[02:23.22]I picked the phone up with a grown-up mode approach
[02:25.86]Skin crawlin off the (drawer) and now
[02:27.78]I claw the awkward tone-em
[02:29.52]I'd known it wasn't roses
[02:30.90]But hoped it was less corrosive
[02:32.61]Coastin to the focus of the grossest diagnosis
[02:35.73]Like homes, the barnacles that chew upon the flesh of man
[02:39.30]Have clued into the suitor was capital to a beggar sand
[02:42.48]And uncomfortably. sung a stubborn legacy of gluttony
[02:45.54]With carnivores that burrow like hunters into the blood in meatumm, what?
[02:50.82]Jenny chin-up and the city picked this in a pent-up letter numbed the spitting stigma
[02:55.53]Along came a spider, sold a (regs) to any buyer
[02:58.62]How to shoot a ringer back with six legs wider than the driver
[03:02.07]If you make no friends on the way to the top rung
[03:05.22]There is no secret handshake club
[03:06.84]I do not give a ****
[03:08.10]But know the cancers make the olive branches obviously standard
[03:11.61]So when they extend from the
[03:12.90]Yatson mansions drop your canons
[03:15.12]All kings hang em for the cliffs side drip dry
[03:18.18]Will he clip the zip line or slip for his final dip dive?
[03:21.51]If he live will he survive the milligrams of middle-ground
[03:24.69]They pump into the pin-stripped pentagrams over
[03:27.03]Tinsel-town
[03:27.93]Or kill a man who trickled down the city with his scissors out
[03:31.08]Or sickles, dipped in military hells, bells and whistles
[03:34.47]Riders to the east, not a wild tribes
[03:37.77]Thank you for the peace on earth and mercy milds height[chorus]
[03:41.25]No mountain to high
[03:42.57]No city too far
[03:44.19]No coma too night
[03:45.81]No city tomorrow
[03:47.34]No fire too live
[03:48.99]No city too charged
[03:50.52]No treaty too signed
[03:52.35]No city too guard

作词 : Bavitz
For want of a nail the shoe was lost
For want of a shoe the horse was lost
For want of a horse the rider was lost
For want of a rider the battle was lost
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost
And all for the want of a horseshoe..
There is a hole in front of the shovel
Shovel in front of the brawn
Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn
Each with his ( ) days to choose his tool of trade
Duelin blades that qued a cruel charade and fuel the flames
Few would clue the crew into the civil
Skip the food and land like you the manwho flew the coop over the pit-bulls
Two opposing mother****s shall not employ the gunners deck'
And now I don't believe this
Sat beneath an avalanche and jagged a nautical season
And I will stop the violence more than
I was Pontious
PilotCops and robbers riot by the thoughts of noxious sirens'
A' as in gullible you figure all man equal no brainer
Take at his friends and neighbors dedicate 'er
Moms raised the babies through a very churchy '80s
Sunday mornings reinforce the waiting game to
HadesAny brazen but apparently infernal-bound now
For when a man of cloth has said his wrongs and when in doubt, doubt
The punishment should fit the reasons you must punish him
Never puncture skin or pull the colored rugs from under them
I do not give a ****
Cause brotherhoods of public good do not employ the unctuous
And you. observe and have the givetheth disproportionate
To the taketh away decide to maketh his day (do it)
All the stubborn odium glowin a coal host
To where he coulda stood easily in the tub jugglin toasters
No mountain too high
No city too far
No coma too night
No city tomorrow
No fire too live
No city too charged
No treaty too signed
No city too guard
I picked the phone up with a grown-up mode approach
Skin crawlin off the (drawer) and now
I claw the awkward tone-em
I'd known it wasn't roses
But hoped it was less corrosive
Coastin to the focus of the grossest diagnosis
Like homes, the barnacles that chew upon the flesh of man
Have clued into the suitor was capital to a beggar sand
And uncomfortably. sung a stubborn legacy of gluttony
With carnivores that burrow like hunters into the blood in meatumm, what?
Jenny chin-up and the city picked this in a pent-up letter numbed the spitting stigma
Along came a spider, sold a (regs) to any buyer
How to shoot a ringer back with six legs wider than the driver
If you make no friends on the way to the top rung
There is no secret handshake club
I do not give a ****
But know the cancers make the olive branches obviously standard
So when they extend from the
Yatson mansions drop your canons
All kings hang em for the cliffs side drip dry
Will he clip the zip line or slip for his final dip dive?
If he live will he survive the milligrams of middle-ground
They pump into the pin-stripped pentagrams over
Tinsel-town
Or kill a man who trickled down the city with his scissors out
Or sickles, dipped in military hells, bells and whistles
Riders to the east, not a wild tribes
Thank you for the peace on earth and mercy milds height
No mountain to high
No city too far
No coma too night
No city tomorrow
No fire too live
No city too charged
No treaty too signed
No city too guard