笨小笨Peeve歌词由Katie Gately演唱，出自专辑《Fawn / Brute (Explicit)》，下面是《Peeve》完整版歌词！
Peeve歌词完整版
A sinking cellar
A wicked fella
A storyteller
Ooh ooh ooh
A wing propeller
A bad best seller
A country dweller
Ooh ooh ooh
We ran amok
We ran amok
We ran amok
Ya da da
Daddy's home but you want mommy
I grinned a groan, gripped up a growl
Daddy's home but you want mommy
I nipped a 'no', whipped up a bottle
How small, our goal
House call, I'm old!
Who you gonna call now?
Who you gonna reach for?
Who you gonna call out?
How you gonna be pure?
Routine sets to hire out a clone
And a road over-travelled dries out to a bone
And the record sets a fire through a phone
And the roof just wants the ridge to find a home
Jump, sit, set and forget it
Bump, hit, bet and regret it
Jump, sit, set and forget it
Bump, hit bet and regret it
Who you gonna, who you gonna, who you gonna blame?
All the causes of our flaws sit seasons out the same
Who you gonna, who you gonna, who you gonna bring?
Deck the halls as frolic flows a frost across a flame
Grudge and ill will - they set fire to your ire!
Grudge and ill will - they set fire to your ire!
Grudge and ill will - they set fire to your ire!
Grudge and ill will - they set fire to your ire!
Don't you dare mess with me
Don't you dare mess with me
Don't you dare mess with mommy
Don't you dare mess with me
Forget it, pet it, send it on the way
Can't get caught with what you fought with yesterday
Dead set on the bet of being right
Best threat roll the rock into the clay
I don't see the wreck in the debt, I just see its draw
I don't see the red in the thread, I just see a shawl
I don't hear the dread in the prayer, I just hear it soft
I don't hear the fret in the bet, I just heed its, I just heed its call
When you play god, you're gonna cry, cry, cry about a lot
When you play god, you're gonna cry, cry, cry about a lot
Forget it, pet it, send it on the way
Can't get caught with what you fought with yesterday
Dead set on the bet of being right
Best threat roll the rock into the clay
