歌词
You lost your serve.
You lost your swing.
You thought you'd heard
Of everything...
Hell, no!
From Oakland
To Warsaw,
Don't you know the kids were all a-wrong.
Raise their voices in song -
Air comes out!
Air comes out!
I know your style.
You've got drastic desires, and ****.
Warm yourself by the fiery stage - fiery cause
I lit it.
You lost your serve.
You lost your swing.
You thought you'd heard
Of everything...
Hell, no!
专辑信息