《So You’re a Touring Band Now》歌词

[00:00:00] So You're a Touring Band Now - Dolorean

[00:00:13] Blow in through the door

[00:00:19] Like a ghost that is nice

[00:00:25] My crosshairs align

[00:00:27] And my grip is tight

[00:00:34] My friends are bullets

[00:00:39] That I shot at tin cans

[00:00:45] No feathers no wings

[00:00:48] No feet and no beaks

[00:00:51] And no place to land

[00:00:57] No place to land

[00:01:05] When you finally come home

[00:01:12] Don't be surprised

[00:01:17] There's rust in my throat

[00:01:20] And red in my eyes

[00:01:27] My friends are knives

[00:01:32] That cut out my tongue

[00:01:37] No songs and no beats

[00:01:40] No words left to speak

[00:01:43] Just utters and grunts

[00:01:50] Utters and grunts

[00:01:58] Drive ten thousand miles

[00:02:03] Just to tear off your arm

[00:02:09] Just to play the guitar

[00:02:12] And recite a poem

[00:02:19] My friends are bottles

[00:02:24] That I dropped on the ground

[00:02:30] They shatter and break

[00:02:33] And they always take

[00:02:36] Too long to come home

[00:02:42] Too long to come home