[00:00.00] 作曲 : Hell
[00:16.98]Too young to drink and too smart to think
[00:19.50]Attaches on his head with the missing link
[00:22.20]He's skinny as a snake and fast as a mink
[00:24.96]But he ain't for sale unless you add the kitchen sink
[00:28.14]Look out, here he comes again
[00:31.29]They say he's dead, he's my three best friends
[00:33.96]He's so honest that the dishonest dread
[00:36.54]Meeting the kid with the replaceable head
[01:04.17]When you live on a planet the size of a town
[01:07.17]You can't get your kicks by getting around
[01:09.93]Fun's hard to find on such familiar ground
[01:12.51]So you invent it: the mental it's better than found
[01:15.39]Look out, here he comes again
[01:18.99]They say he's dead, he's my three best friends
[01:21.78]He's so honest that the dishonest dread
[01:24.36]Meeting the kid with the replaceable head
[01:52.23]He used to beat himself up till he was sick and confused
[01:55.11]Dead tired and throbbing, half crazy and bruised
[01:57.87]Till he'd be too worn out to keep being himself
[02:00.60]Now he can pick them at will from the heads on his shelf
[02:03.12]Look out, here he comes again
[02:06.93]They say he's dead, he's my three best friends
[02:09.87]He's so honest that the dishonest dread
[02:11.76]Meeting the kid with the replaceable head

作曲 : Hell
Too young to drink and too smart to think
Attaches on his head with the missing link
He's skinny as a snake and fast as a mink
But he ain't for sale unless you add the kitchen sink
Look out, here he comes again
They say he's dead, he's my three best friends
He's so honest that the dishonest dread
Meeting the kid with the replaceable head
When you live on a planet the size of a town
You can't get your kicks by getting around
Fun's hard to find on such familiar ground
So you invent it: the mental it's better than found
Look out, here he comes again
They say he's dead, he's my three best friends
He's so honest that the dishonest dread
Meeting the kid with the replaceable head
He used to beat himself up till he was sick and confused
Dead tired and throbbing, half crazy and bruised
Till he'd be too worn out to keep being himself
Now he can pick them at will from the heads on his shelf
Look out, here he comes again
They say he's dead, he's my three best friends
He's so honest that the dishonest dread
Meeting the kid with the replaceable head