笨小笨Croc歌词由Wolf Zuki演唱，出自专辑《Croc》，下面是《Croc》完整版歌词！
Croc歌词完整版
Streaming in a crocodile
To the altar
Of a temple bleaching pants in water
Locked up in a skin of stone
Commerce
marketed as love
let’s say your endeavours
are a work of art
baptised by the sinners
in the stream of thought
still your thoughts are slogans
woven tapestries from parts
of your sacred travels
to the Holy Blog of Farts
hold me
fold me
cloak
my mind
feed me
treat me
raise
my kind
Born in
side a camel toe
raised by
the Wikipedia page called I’m your lover
Stomach
is a tribal sign
that says nature
is a second shaped
by the smokey glaze on
top off social pies
pure breed baby Please us
mixed with Lady Guys
keep the engine running
We’ll be traveling the light
you’ll get high on lumens
and your soul will vapourize
3 me
D me
my life
push me
swipe me
be
my life line
In this song you’re a frame
for the pictures we became
and your house is the flame
that we need to burn the shame
Ain’t no guts in this glory
only ways to communicate
the wrong side of the story
in a play that was always told
but never got played
