《100% Jaliciense》歌词

[00:02:17] In city shoes,

[00:02:17] Of clueless blues,

[00:02:17] Pays the views,

[00:02:17] And no-mans news.

[00:02:17] Blades will fade from blood to sport,

[00:02:17] The heroin's cut these fuses short,

[00:02:17] Smokers rode a colonial pig, [Smoke is rolling colonial pink,

[00:02:17] Drink and frame this pain i think.

[00:02:17] I'm melting silver poles my dear,

[00:02:17] You bleed your wings and then disappear.

[00:02:17] The moving scenes and pilot lights, [...pyre lights

[00:02:17] Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights.

[00:02:17] Modern times come talk me down,

[00:02:17] And battle lines are drawn across this town.

[00:02:17] Parisian boys without your names, [...with obscure names

[00:02:17] Ghetto stones instead of chains,

[00:02:17] Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames, [Talk me down...

[00:02:17] And nothing's changed.

[00:02:17] Parisian boys without your names, [...with obscure names

[00:02:17] Riot like 1968 again.

[00:02:17] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed,

[00:02:17] Well pretty flames.

[00:02:17] In school I would just bite my tongue,

[00:02:17] And now your words they strike me down. [But now your words have struck me dumb.

[00:02:17] The flags are false and they contradict,

[00:02:17] They point and click which wounds to lick,

[00:02:17] On avenues this christian breeze,

[00:02:17] Turns it's heart to more needles please.

[00:02:17] Our eyes roll back and we beg for more,

[00:02:17] It frays this skin and then underscore.

[00:02:17] The case for war you spin and bleed,

[00:02:17] The sales you feel screensavers feed,

[00:02:17] The girls you breed the soaps that you write,

[00:02:17] The graceless charm of your gutter snipes.

[00:02:17] The moving scenes and suburbanites,

[00:02:17] And smithereens got 'em scaling heights.

[00:02:17] Modern times come talk me down,

[00:02:17] The battle lines are drawn across this town.

[00:02:17] English boys without your names, [...with obscure names

[00:02:17] Ghetto stones instead of chains,

[00:02:17] Hearts and minds and US Planes,

[00:02:17] Nothing's changed...

[00:02:17] And english boys without your names, [...with obscure names

[00:02:17] Riot like the 1980's again,

[00:02:17] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed,

[00:02:17] More pretty flames.