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The Fatales
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Ministry Of Defense
作词:Ben Weisman, Fred Wise
With whom am I speaking This is the ministry of defense Prepare to take notation now We've never had a case like this
And he's lying on the bathroom floor His overcoat's off the wall And he's lying on the bathroom floor He's shouting down the empty hall
(Tell her, tell her) I had a revelation (Tell her, tell her)
I'm out of medication (Tell her, tell her) To hell with resolution (Tell her, tell her)
And maybe I've seen it all And everyone's superstitious It doesn't make an ounce of sense Just please don't put your lips together It's just a matter of self defense
And we're lying on the bathroom floor His overcoat's off the wall 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And he's lying on the bathroom floor He's shouting down the empty hall
(Tell her, tell her) I'm out of medication (Tell her, tell her)
I'm out of revelations (Tell her, tell her) To hell with reservations (Tell her, tell her)
And maybe I've seen it all And maybe I've seen it all And maybe I've seen it all And maybe I've seen enough
And maybe I've seen it all And maybe I've seen it all And maybe I've seen it all And maybe I've seen enough Enough enough enough enough
It's fading fast, these words are slurring Have you any words to say? Just tell her that I miss her dearly And tell her that I'm coming home
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