Lucky Number Nine
The Moldy Peaches
- 歌手（原记录）
- The Moldy Peaches
Indie boys are neurotic
Makes my eyes bleed
Tight black pants exotic
Some loving is what I need
But hey, I'm startin' to feel okay
Lucky number nine, hooray
Sepia on the staircase
Mirror in the back of my brain
Makes these hard pants feel great
I used to like to complain
But hey, I'm startin' to feel okay
Lucky number nine, hooray
Bloody Mary, Mother of God
Grandpas on the hobby horse again
Tampin', broken pants chaffing
I'm running out of ethnic friends
But hey, I'm startin' to feel okay
Lucky number nine, hooray