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  • 标题:Sons of Plunder

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Disturbed

    专辑:Ten Thousand Fists

    作词:David Draiman

    作曲:Disturbed

    指示:Just enjoy!

    附注:
    Tabbed by Daniel Costa
    
    www.myspace.com/costabass
    or
    www.tigercult.com

    节拍: ♩ = 105

    标记:IntroVerse 01Bridge 01Chorus 01Verse 02Bridge 02Chorus 02Breakdown (Bass)OutroChorus 03Chorus 04Final Part
    歌词:
    Tell me you like it

    Tell me you like it



    You say you've found yourself a new sound

    The shit's loaded and ready to go

    A bit too much just like the old sound

    Already heard it for the hundredth time

    One hundred more, all have the same sound

    Running around with all the sheep that you know

    "It's so sublime, they're breaking new ground"

    "They're sure to have another hit this time"



    Come on

    Can't you just leave it alone?

    It doesn't have any soul

    Just find a thing of your own

    And stop pretending to know





    As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown

    All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves

    All searching for the answers they don't even care to know

    Give it to me

    Give it to me

    You like it?



    I'm still surrounded by the "new sound"

    I've had enough and I'm ready to go

    A strangle-hold throughout the world now

    The new obsession will fade in time

    A thin reminder of the past now

    All convoluted hardly ready to go

    Their whines and moans will never last now

    I think you've given us our fill this time



    Come on

    Can't you just leave it alone?

    It doesn't have any soul

    Just find a thing of your own

    And stop pretending to know









    As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away

    Makes me question just what I believe

    Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved

    Makes me search for an answer

    I don't want to know

    It's like a plague from below

    Killing all that I know

    One hundred voices the same

    Drench their sorrow in flame



    As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown

    All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves

    All searching for the answers they don't even care to know

    Give it to me

    Give it to me

    As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown

    All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves

    All searching for the answers they don't even care to know

    Give it to me

    Give it to me

    You like it?

    Tell me you like it

    Tell me you like it

    Tell me you like it

    Tell me you like it
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