came, and I gave it to her And off into the night His arms were thin Off into the night They ran Oh, they ran Oh, they ran Oh
I gave it to her, and off into the night..... his arms were thin, and off into the night, they ran, oooo they ran, oooo they ran
翻訳: マイモーニングジャケット. 彼らは乱.
saw The club we went in, we got down, bounce, bounce to the rhythm Saw it was early morning, thought we'd better be leaving So I gave you my jacket
muthafuckin' bullies in my class That's always fuckin with me, but this shit's has to stop The next morning I snuck And I stuck my father's nine in my
roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac coupe Deville If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my cabby will Well it was just sundown in small white town They
Coup de Ville If my tapes and my CD's just don't sell, I bet my caddy will Well, it was just sundown in a small white town They call it East Side Palm
the couch, and i pissed my pants on the way down south; so i went back upstairs to change my underwear took a while to get em unstuck to my pubic hair
Cadillac The voice in my head say fuck all these niggaz Then I start thinking, I should rob all these niggaz Man my homies they want do whatever I want do I say I want eat they
I'm no stranger to Bustin' slugs in they guts just a thang to do Why they pray for you, come and spray they crew Got love for my homies, I thought
our lives we risk How it use to be, early morn, pumpin' in shifts Jakes wit pale faces in the night is the scariest They handcuff me, they knew my government
ran with a brat pack of loose bolts and high social maladjusties Sacred, numb, and boundless went to same proto called cookie Well, I was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled and my
all the scheme, Go in there, she... ... what's happening? In the morning, I'm... Half the bottle cause she's probably a woman. Drunk up, feel better in the morning, Drank up, ran
Down along the railroad track I ran into my old friend Jack He was dressed in his Sunday best But his face was mad and his eyes was a daze He said `I
The club we went in We got down bounced bounced to the rhythm Saw it was early morning Thought we'd better be leaving So I gave you my jacket for you
They pulled out they pistols, started wettin' me up I see my life pass before my eyes in a flash I drew out my weapon and I started to blast My bitch
