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  • 作词 : Graham Coxon
    作曲 : Graham Coxon

    I stole the bottle of gin from over the counter and ran,
    I knew I'd been seen.
    I scarpered stifling giggles down the street
    and hid round a corner on a side street.
    I heard him huffing and the sound of his big feet
    against the paving, he was getting close.
    As he rounded the corner
    I sighted him up down the barrel of the gun
    and on seeing his expression change to
    one of horror + confusion jerked back the trigger.
    His body was jolted back by
    the force of the bullet + his feet flew foward.
    I saw a bright little rivulet of blood are into the air
    and I slid the gun into the waistband of my trousers.
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Is there really a thing like feeling too much?
    Can you really escape + numb the real?
    There's a way of saying, a way of sayin a shape
    I feel a certain shape and it's complicated
    it's not like a square or a circle.
    It's like a crystal or a diamond,
    it's clean, hard, unfathomable
    and it ends in an augmented kiss
    It ends in an augmented (demented) kiss
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Rock Stars are not cool.
    They're full of his guy they call Satan,
    kids stuff oozing from their mouths.
    They wear the shoes of dead soldiers shot by soldiers,
    valium horses trotting squeezing through their raspberry blood.
    Sometimes I feel so stoopid I wanna quit
    get out of it cus I hate this world and everyone in it
    The fat Bald men who run it - the fat bald men.
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?
    Who the **** are you looking at?

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Graham Coxon
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Graham Coxon
    [00:08.83]
    [00:22.36]I stole the bottle of gin from over the counter and ran,
    [00:24.58]I knew I'd been seen.
    [00:25.57]I scarpered stifling giggles down the street
    [00:27.22]and hid round a corner on a side street.
    [00:28.76]I heard him huffing and the sound of his big feet
    [00:30.13]against the paving, he was getting close.
    [00:31.52]As he rounded the corner
    [00:32.33]I sighted him up down the barrel of the gun
    [00:33.31]and on seeing his expression change to
    [00:34.83]one of horror + confusion jerked back the trigger.
    [00:36.36]His body was jolted back by
    [00:37.34]the force of the bullet + his feet flew foward.
    [00:39.63]I saw a bright little rivulet of blood are into the air
    [00:40.87]and I slid the gun into the waistband of my trousers.
    [00:42.27]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [00:45.82]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [00:49.00]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [00:52.33]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [00:58.56]Is there really a thing like feeling too much?
    [01:00.88]Can you really escape + numb the real?
    [01:02.54]There's a way of saying, a way of sayin a shape
    [01:04.47]I feel a certain shape and it's complicated
    [01:06.75]it's not like a square or a circle.
    [01:07.91]It's like a crystal or a diamond,
    [01:09.18]it's clean, hard, unfathomable
    [01:10.62]and it ends in an augmented kiss
    [01:12.40]It ends in an augmented (demented) kiss
    [01:15.81]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [01:18.76]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [01:22.10]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [01:25.42]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [02:01.80]Rock Stars are not cool.
    [02:04.34]They're full of his guy they call Satan,
    [02:06.67]kids stuff oozing from their mouths.
    [02:08.19]They wear the shoes of dead soldiers shot by soldiers,
    [02:10.73]valium horses trotting squeezing through their raspberry blood.
    [02:13.70]Sometimes I feel so stoopid I wanna quit
    [02:15.42]get out of it cus I hate this world and everyone in it
    [02:18.45]The fat Bald men who run it - the fat bald men.
    [02:21.98]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [02:24.86]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [02:28.26]Who the **** are you looking at?
    [02:31.52]Who the **** are you looking at?
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    [02:58.13]Who the **** are you looking at?
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