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2025-01-24 12:20 | 星期五

BUTCHER’S BIN歌词-BIG SPECIAL

BUTCHER’S BIN歌词由BIG SPECIAL演唱,出自专辑《BUTCHER’S BIN (Explicit)》,下面是《BUTCHER’S BIN》完整版歌词!

BUTCHER’S BIN歌词

BUTCHER’S BIN歌词完整版

(Right!

Well!

Right!

Oh well!)

I am a Butcher's bin

Looking up at you

A fresh bouquet of limbs

Kiss me on my flaccid will

Bring to me my tea and pill

My husk atop your windowsill

Stuck with ribboned pins

(Well!)

Toss my tongue to the dogs

With my shoes and my socks

With my cap and my coat

With my bones and my chops

I'm a bouquet of limbs

And there's nothing left to do

I am a Butcher's bin

And so are you

(Right!)

I've earnt my chops

They're strung up in the street

Everyone is on the jog, living off the beat

Bricky, judge or dog

It's all just city meat

Hanging in the shop fronts

Strung up in the street

(Well!)

I'm swinging here - some singing hog

I should give it up and get back on the job

I can't walk straight

I'm just meat, dreams and gob

Hang me on a hook, some singing hog

(Right!)

You don't shoot the butcher when

You've got a truckload of dead pigs

I just want to keep my partner and my digs

It's just not clear what the payment is

There's stock in my pot

I got some but not a lot

The pocket is a void echoing

"Gimme what ya got!"

But there's no pay for strange labour

To them it just seems I've too much time

Like I've been granted some strange favour

And spare time is a hard crime

If it’s guts you want, I'll fall on my sabre

God is in purpose son

And there's no pay for strange labour

(Well well well…

Well!

Right!)

A big fan of the two step back

You got some moves Jack

Is that the tango or a heart attack?

He had a voice of purest gold

Lungs of deepest black

Is that the tango or a heart attack?

He had a voice of purest gold

Lungs of deepest black

(Huh!)

I am a Butcher's bin

Looking up at you

A fresh bouquet of limbs

Kiss me on my flaccid will

Bring to me my tea and pill

My husk atop your windowsill

Stuck with ribboned pins

Toss my tongue to the dogs

With my shoes and my socks

With my cap and my coat

With my bones and my chops

I'm a bouquet of limbs

And there's nothing left to do

I am a Butcher's bin

And so are you

(Well!

Right!

Right!

Oh well!)

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