作词 : Residents Walking where the windy stops The tops of trees are bare Where'd you go, you didn't say And I was so upset And I saw a thousand motorcycles As they made meat out of Mars. Way to go You know the way To San Jose in cars. Let the best of Wild Wild West Digest and have some tea.
作词 : Residents Walking where the windy stops The tops of trees are bare Where'd you go, you didn't say And I was so upset And I saw a thousand motorcycles As they made meat out of Mars. Way to go You know the way To San Jose in cars. Let the best of Wild Wild West Digest and have some tea.
