作词 : 郭嘉 作曲 : 郭嘉 编曲：郭嘉 guitar/vocal:郭嘉 back vocal：张嘉琳/魏翔 bass：李博 drum：杨东 mix：大辉 the fake boobs and firm butts shaking around and i'm tracking the smell which's never been found, into a world where they are all the liars what the fxxk is with all the ******* around the night goes on as you are turning everything wrong with the craps on,you scream:"come on,come on" what the hell?if that's now your style what the hell?guess i'm not your style keep your hands off my crutch.. the rings the vows are becoming an eyesore nowadays。 when the kisses seem going another way wish someone takes me back to the 19 century. as crime skyrockets all over the space we have finally got nowhere to pick up the pace, i can see the fear blowed up in your eyes. in your eyes what the hell?if that's now your style what the hell?guess i'm not your style keep your hands off my crutch.. what the hell?, put away your ugly smile. what the hell?i am sick of your smile who tells me what the hell? one more time the fake boobs and firm butts shaking around and i'm tracking the smell which's never been found, into a world where they are all the liars liar！ guitar solo what the hell?if that's now your style what the hell?guess i'm not your style keep your hands off my crutch.. what the hell?, put away your ugly smile. what the hell?i am sick of your smile who tells me what the hell? what the hell！ what the hell！ what the hell！
[00:00.000] 作词 : 郭嘉 [00:01.000] 作曲 : 郭嘉 [00:12.92]编曲：郭嘉 [00:14.77]guitar/vocal:郭嘉 [00:16.59]back vocal：张嘉琳/魏翔 [00:18.45]bass：李博 [00:20.30]drum：杨东 [00:22.14]mix：大辉 [00:38.72]the fake boobs and firm butts shaking around [00:42.49]and i'm tracking the smell which's never been found, [00:46.16]into a world where they are all the liars [00:53.50]what the fxxk is with all the ******* around [00:57.28]the night goes on as you are turning everything wrong [01:00.93]with the craps on,you scream:"come on,come on" [01:08.26]what the hell?if that's now your style [01:12.48]what the hell?guess i'm not your style [01:17.67]keep your hands off my crutch.. [01:22.97]the rings the vows are becoming an eyesore nowadays。 [01:27.05]when the kisses seem going another way [01:30.50]wish someone takes me back to the 19 century. [01:37.76]as crime skyrockets all over the space [01:41.48]we have finally got nowhere to pick up the pace, [01:45.27]i can see the fear blowed up in your eyes. [01:52.11]in your eyes [01:56.16]what the hell?if that's now your style [02:00.32]what the hell?guess i'm not your style [02:05.73]keep your hands off my crutch.. [02:11.11]what the hell?, put away your ugly smile. [02:15.03]what the hell?i am sick of your smile [02:20.30]who tells me what the hell? [02:45.78]one more time [02:48.81]the fake boobs and firm butts shaking around [02:52.54]and i'm tracking the smell which's never been found, [02:56.25]into a world where they are all the liars [03:01.15]liar！ [03:03.50]guitar solo [03:18.24]what the hell?if that's now your style [03:21.93]what the hell?guess i'm not your style [03:27.71]keep your hands off my crutch.. [03:33.21]what the hell?, put away your ugly smile. [03:37.20]what the hell?i am sick of your smile [03:42.54]who tells me what the hell? [03:47.24]what the hell！ [03:51.03]what the hell！ [03:54.76]what the hell！
