Dead Star (Live From Le Zenith)歌词
What's he building in there?
With that hook light on the stairs
What's he building in there?
I'll tell you one thing: he's not building a playhouse for the children
What's he building in there?
Now what's that sound from underneath the door?
He's pounding nails into a hardwood floor
And I swear to God I heard someone moaning low
And I keep seeing the blue light of a TV show
He has a router and a table saw
And you won't believe what Mr. Sticha saw!
There's poison underneath the sink, of course
But there's also enough formaldehyde to choke a horse
What's he building in there?
What the hell is he building in there?
I heard he has an ex-wife
In some place called Mayor's Income, Tennessee
And he used to have a consulting business in Indonesia
But what's he building in there?
He has no friends, but he gets a lot of mail
I'll bet he spent a little time in jail
I heard he was up on the roof last night signaling with a flashlight
And what's that tune he's always whistling?
What's he building in there?
What's he building in there?
We have a right to know!
Shame on you for thinking
You're an exception
We're all to blame
Crashing down to Earth
Wasting and burning out, yeah
Fading like a dead star,
Harm is coming your way
Yeah, it's coming your way
You used to be everything to me
And now you're tired of fighting
Tired of fighting, fighting yourself
Shame on you for thinking
You're all alone
If you want I'll make you wish you were
Failing to impress
Why can't you sleep with
Someone who'll protect you?
Yeah, harm is coming your way
Yeah, it's coming your way
You used to be everything to me
And now you're tired of fighting
Tired of fighting, fighting yourself
Merci
Bonsoir Paris
