Bird'n'roll 歌词

Come on let's bird ! Bird'n'Roll ! Even the dead trees rise their palms to do the Bird'n'Roll - Do the Bird'n'Roll You can cry like a snowman in the sun but do the Bird'n'Roll Come on cry, let's try to spit your dreams, dancing the Bird'n'Roll Come on ghost, I need to feel your skin and kiss you all over the sheet The wind makes the trees whistling, the rain makes them cry through the skin Con on let's bird ! Bird'n'Roll ! In these Jesus Crisis times of multibroken dreams Nobody will save you, nobody will save, nobody will save you, nobody will save But you can still raise arms like palms of the dead trees Whistle like a gospel of drunken birds The wind makes the trees whistling, the rain makes them cry through the skin Come on let's bird, bird and bird and Bird'n'Roll