LRC歌词
[ti:Chop, Chop, Chop]
[ar:Alice Cooper]
[al:Raise Your Fist And Yell]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.47]Chop, Chop, Chop - Alice Cooper
[00:01.57]Written by:Kane Robert
[00:15.97]Some people call me the creeper
[00:19.02]'Cause they don't know my name or face
[00:23.06]I got 'em running in circles
[00:25.86]Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
[00:29.77]I'm a lonely hunter
[00:31.46]City full of game
[00:33.08]And walkin' in the neon lights
[00:38.51]Chop chop chop engine of destruction
[00:42.25]Chop chop chop a perfect killing machine
[00:45.79]Chop chop chop it's a symbiotic function
[00:49.20]Chop chop chop I keep the city so clean
[00:53.37]Chop chop chop
[00:54.69]Some people call me the ripper
[00:57.41]Stole my modus operandi from the movie screen
[01:01.57]She's just a celluloid stripper
[01:04.51]Just another bloody player in my splatter filled dream
[01:08.31]Women on the street
[01:09.69]Want money when we meet
[01:11.83]I take 'em for a little ride
[01:17.09]Chop chop chop I'm an engine of destruction
[01:20.75]Chop chop chop a perfect killing machine
[01:24.27]Chop chop chop it's a symbiotic function
[01:27.75]Chop chop chop I keep the city so clean
[01:32.11]Chop chop chop
[02:07.57]She was standing on the corner
[02:09.21]With her bright red lips
[02:11.23]Her face was so white and pale
[02:16.70]So pale
[02:21.30]She had a black leather skirt
[02:23.16]That was tight to her hips
[02:24.93]And an anklet with a name
[02:30.11]It spelled M A R Y
[02:35.80]Gail
[02:41.06]Gail
[02:46.20]Gail
[02:53.40]Gail
[02:56.91]Gail
[02:57.88]Gail
[02:58.80]Gail
[02:59.66]Gail
[03:00.52]Gail
[03:01.34]Gail
[ar:Alice Cooper]
[al:Raise Your Fist And Yell]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.47]Chop, Chop, Chop - Alice Cooper
[00:01.57]Written by:Kane Robert
[00:15.97]Some people call me the creeper
[00:19.02]'Cause they don't know my name or face
[00:23.06]I got 'em running in circles
[00:25.86]Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
[00:29.77]I'm a lonely hunter
[00:31.46]City full of game
[00:33.08]And walkin' in the neon lights
[00:38.51]Chop chop chop engine of destruction
[00:42.25]Chop chop chop a perfect killing machine
[00:45.79]Chop chop chop it's a symbiotic function
[00:49.20]Chop chop chop I keep the city so clean
[00:53.37]Chop chop chop
[00:54.69]Some people call me the ripper
[00:57.41]Stole my modus operandi from the movie screen
[01:01.57]She's just a celluloid stripper
[01:04.51]Just another bloody player in my splatter filled dream
[01:08.31]Women on the street
[01:09.69]Want money when we meet
[01:11.83]I take 'em for a little ride
[01:17.09]Chop chop chop I'm an engine of destruction
[01:20.75]Chop chop chop a perfect killing machine
[01:24.27]Chop chop chop it's a symbiotic function
[01:27.75]Chop chop chop I keep the city so clean
[01:32.11]Chop chop chop
[02:07.57]She was standing on the corner
[02:09.21]With her bright red lips
[02:11.23]Her face was so white and pale
[02:16.70]So pale
[02:21.30]She had a black leather skirt
[02:23.16]That was tight to her hips
[02:24.93]And an anklet with a name
[02:30.11]It spelled M A R Y
[02:35.80]Gail
[02:41.06]Gail
[02:46.20]Gail
[02:53.40]Gail
[02:56.91]Gail
[02:57.88]Gail
[02:58.80]Gail
[02:59.66]Gail
[03:00.52]Gail
[03:01.34]Gail
文本歌词
Chop, Chop, Chop - Alice Cooper
Written by:Kane Robert
Some people call me the creeper
'Cause they don't know my name or face
I got 'em running in circles
Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
I'm a lonely hunter
City full of game
And walkin' in the neon lights
Chop chop chop engine of destruction
Chop chop chop a perfect killing machine
Chop chop chop it's a symbiotic function
Chop chop chop I keep the city so clean
Chop chop chop
Some people call me the ripper
Stole my modus operandi from the movie screen
She's just a celluloid stripper
Just another bloody player in my splatter filled dream
Women on the street
Want money when we meet
I take 'em for a little ride
Chop chop chop I'm an engine of destruction
Chop chop chop a perfect killing machine
Chop chop chop it's a symbiotic function
Chop chop chop I keep the city so clean
Chop chop chop
She was standing on the corner
With her bright red lips
Her face was so white and pale
So pale
She had a black leather skirt
That was tight to her hips
And an anklet with a name
It spelled M A R Y
Gail
Gail
Gail
Gail
Gail
Gail
Gail
Gail
Gail
Gail