《The Poor Fella》歌词

[00:00:00] The Poor Fella - Fog

[00:00:09] Lester Haye's stick gloves

[00:00:12] Caught bags of bad blood

[00:00:16] Intercepted hand grenades

[00:00:19] But we aged

[00:00:20] And the channel changed

[00:00:22] The twilight of civilization

[00:00:25] No grace

[00:00:26] A wasteland

[00:00:28] The inventor of options

[00:00:31] Has dropped dead from exhaustion

[00:00:35] Buried in a shallow plot

[00:00:38] Next to the movie store parking lot

[00:00:41] A TV in the coffin ceiling

[00:00:44] Lawnmower blades churning

[00:00:47] I shall draw

[00:00:49] My blunderbuss

[00:00:50] The fuss and flood

[00:00:52] The pulled plug

[00:00:54] Collapsing stacks of

[00:00:55] Crutches boxes

[00:00:57] Our hair eating

[00:00:58] Our outfits

[00:01:00] Sentences beaten senseless

[00:01:03] By babies wearing sunglasses

[00:01:06] Bad Bar mitzvah party dj's

[00:01:10] Halved by helicopter

[00:01:12] Blades

[00:01:13] Frenzied men

[00:01:14] Place desperate bets

[00:01:16] On epileptic seizure contents

[00:01:19] I sent a memo out about it

[00:01:22] But no one must have got it

[00:01:57] He was all

[00:02:00] Bruised and cut

[00:02:03] And the stuff

[00:02:07] From his pockets

[00:02:09] Spilled on the ground

[00:02:13] After the fracus

[00:02:16] The Poor Fella

[00:02:19] He didn't know

[00:02:23] What he got

[00:02:25] Himself into

[00:02:29] Shooting his

[00:02:31] Mouth off like that