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  • 标题:Swan Soup

    艺人:Dance Gavin Dance

    专辑:Downtown Battle Mountain II

    制谱人:Lem0nz

    附注:
    As with all my tabs, i'm confident the drums are 100%, 
    the rhythm of the guitars/bass is 98%, and the actual 
    notes/chords are 95%. Some parts are impossible to 
    hear clearly, so I put what sounds most like the song. 
    Also, the actual fingering may be different, I haven't 
    checked that this is actually humanly 'playable', I 
    merely transcribed the notes. Enjoy!

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 168

    注释:Press F5 please!
    歌曲: Swan Soup
    歌词:
    Oaken rod system show me sloping earlobes
    The patient unlisted bit my lip sir
    Basing the feeling off weed, Go!
    But my Achilles is a shortly written poem

    Go loco, slow from dro, broke your nose
    Scraping my bristle missile, Go!

    My cost is cheap, my words are deep,
    Cutting right through your soul,
    Sad to see the lights burn out,
    Sad to see the lights burn out,
    Sad to see the lights,
    My words are cheap.

    Another sucker punch
    You were late for dinner, I was late for lunch
    You wanna know the truth?
    I eat alotta soup
    What's it like to punch a drum
    So belong and hold it tightly son
    You wanna know the truth?
    I eat alotta soup

    Such slow stoic teeth of mine
    Box him in
    Uncle Leo is between your thighs
    Your soak in rusting these slope driven pots n pans
    No time to rush him, delete my deleted land
    Yo who proves to me to believe what you need without me
    Who proves to believe in me
    Yo who proves to believe without me
    Don't believe that you're with me, just to believe
    Just to and just to and just to and just to believe

    Blow out your lungs,
    Let your mouth fill with blood,
    Stop, hang on my every word,

    I blocked your three point shot, you get caught napping a lot
    Your handles worse than Chris A. when he's high on pot
    You're like an epileptic version of a ballet dancer
    KG might say that you have cancer

    Blow out your lungs,
    Let your mouth fill with blood,
    Stop, hang on my every word,
    Blow out your lungs,
    Let your mouth fill with blood,
    Stop, hang on my every word,
    Because I promise it's gonna be your last.
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