笨小笨Alas...Alas...歌词由AI Mertvezki演唱，出自专辑《What a Nasty Song (Explicit)》，下面是《Alas...Alas...》完整版歌词！
Alas...Alas...歌词完整版
On clean sheets, rebellion breathes
White snow falls, a celebration, indeed
Bottles scattered, petals of your lips
Roots of resentment, a bitter twist
It's a simple thing, hard to put into words
Dreams unspoken, like a child's babble, unheard
Alas, alas, the questions arise
Like moths to a flame, truth disguised
Go on, take care of yourself, don't look back
Fragments of resistance, we'll pick up the slack
In this strange cocktail of lemon juice and life
We're getting crankier, but somehow we're alright
No change in sight as fortune tellers weave their tales
At the Christmas tree, oh how funny it all prevails
But in this lemon juice mix and tales of make-believe
We find solace in the mysteries we receive
Alas, alas, the questions arise
Like moths to a flame, truth disguised
Go on, take care of yourself, don't look back
Fragments of resistance, we'll pick up the slack
Your soft skin, it's driving me crazy
Your soft hands, they keep me from boredom
But there's something about you that I can't ignore
Your body like wax, your tears like chalk
Alas, alas, the questions arise
Like moths to a flame, truth disguised
Go on, take care of yourself, don't look back
Fragments of resistance, we'll pick up the slack
Alas, alas, the questions arise
Like moths to a flame, truth disguised
Alas, alas, the questions arise
Like moths to a flame, truth disguised
