《Hang Ten》歌词

[00:00:00] Hang Ten - Hail Mary Mallon

[00:00:01] Written by：Hail Mary Mallon

[00:00:14] I got style I know the routine

[00:00:15] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:00:18] I got style I know the routine

[00:00:21] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:00:24] Down in the meadow with the hungry hound dog

[00:00:26] With a sidecar helmet and 800 pound conch

[00:00:29] Cradling a calico growling shift towards

[00:00:32] The thorn in his paw and his call ignored

[00:00:35] Falling on his sword so that calling all guards

[00:00:38] To the zoot suit riot get your giants on guard

[00:00:41] With a roof boost gesture rocky dive bombs

[00:00:44] Eye of the goliath fly his monty pythons

[00:00:47] Circusing his burger king sesame seed bun

[00:00:49] Fred parry berry with the weatherby re runs

[00:00:52] Rent a ski beach bum with the broken oakleys

[00:00:55] When he hang ten men for the locals only

[00:00:58] Rowboat slowly to the roanoke docks

[00:01:01] And trade a musket for a bucket full of hobo socks

[00:01:04] And a rose gold watch and a rototom

[00:01:06] And take a selfie with a selkie as a photobomb

[00:01:10] He give it how he get it and he got it bad

[00:01:13] A flare gun tucked in his locker latch

[00:01:15] For the hell of it and benefit of mrs white

[00:01:18] In the kitchen with the television clicker right

[00:01:21] No clue no news xanny tabs

[00:01:24] Boat shoes gold tooth fanny packs

[00:01:27] In some fancy pants and a stussy hat

[00:01:29] Just because I'm motherf**kin' bringin' ugly back

[00:01:33] I got style I know the routine

[00:01:35] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:01:38] I got style I know the routine

[00:01:41] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:01:44] I got style I know the routine

[00:01:47] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:01:50] I got style I know the routine

[00:01:52] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:01:56] Down in the meadow

[00:01:57] Darkening the heels

[00:01:58] Of the down and out animals

[00:02:00] Of dower day and sour mouth

[00:02:01] Will empty from a crowded train

[00:02:03] Oversee an evil plot

[00:02:04] And blend in with the basic layman

[00:02:06] Hey man is that freedom rock

[00:02:08] Yeah man it balances the give and take of spinning plates

[00:02:10] While easing the transition from efficient to a living grave

[00:02:13] What started with a single flaming arrow

[00:02:16] Would grow into a figure 8 of incubated ammo

[00:02:18] In a blink blammo we cold packed the jam

[00:02:21] No cold pack so cro magnon man

[00:02:24] Won't hold back homie

[00:02:26] Start a cult paint the world black

[00:02:27] Old world magic of a re imagined skull snaps hope

[00:02:30] Nun bells ring for the plebian

[00:02:33] Melted down slow and poured into a fringe medium

[00:02:36] Picture it by poorly tinted sepia

[00:02:38] Ensuring its remembered as a

[00:02:40] More important story than it really was

[00:02:42] What it really is

[00:02:43] A culture of chameleons

[00:02:44] Who muster up a hairy eyeball

[00:02:46] Deep behind the peeling skin

[00:02:48] Hold fam declawed knee high

[00:02:50] House cats bred with

[00:02:51] Tin cans pre tied

[00:02:53] Drink from the river

[00:02:54] 'Til he return three eyed

[00:02:56] Talking back to a beefheart b side

[00:02:59] If anybodies listening I need a new apartment

[00:03:02] Something spooky with a garden

[00:03:03] Pardon

[00:03:05] I got style I know the routine

[00:03:07] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:03:09] I got style I know the routine

[00:03:12] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:03:15] I got style I know the routine

[00:03:18] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team

[00:03:21] I got style I know the routine

[00:03:24] Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team