Pack It Up (2006 Remaster)
Pretenders"Pack It Up (2006 Remaster)" is a song by Pretenders, released in 1981 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:39 long and contains 45 lines and 265 words.
0:00Pack It Up - Pretenders (冒牌货)
0:10You guys are the pits of the world
0:29Oh this is no place for me
0:35Burnin' down the interbelt
0:38From jacuzzi to jacuzzi
0:41It's all right for you man
0:44Gettin' smashed gettin' suntanned
0:48But i know my place
0:50Where's my suitcase
0:55Pack it up or throw it away
1:00What i can't carry bury
1:06Oh you remember me i remember you
1:13But that was a long long time ago
1:15When i was passin' through
1:26All my family all my friends my lover
1:37I got to find them
1:40My enemies my new family my new friends
1:53My future enemies i got to flush them out
2:03Pack it all up nothing goes in storage
2:10I'm burnin' every bridge
2:12Burn baby burn
2:15I see your dog got shot
2:18Well hell never mind
2:21That's show biz big boy
2:24You've got to be cruel to be kind
2:28Oh give over and admit it
2:34I've been tearing down the interstate
2:37Like some kind of bleeding cat
2:40It's all right for the boss
2:44His gain's my loss
2:47That gets me down it really gets me down
2:54So pack it up and cut the crap
2:59When the clock starts talkin' i start walkin'
3:05When you pass in your porsche
3:09Please don't offer me a ride
3:12I may be a skunk
3:15But you're a piece of junk and furthermore
3:18I don't like your trousers
3:21Your appalling taste in women
3:24And what about your mind
3:27Your insipid record collection
3:30That dumb home video center
3:33The usual pronography
3:36And all you scumbags around the world
3:39You're the pits of the world
Pack It Up - Pretenders (冒牌货) You guys are the pits of the world Oh this is no place for me Burnin' down the interbelt From jacuzzi to jacuzzi It's all right for you man Gettin' smashed gettin' suntanned But i know my place Where's my suitcase Pack it up or throw it away What i can't carry bury Oh you remember me i remember you But that was a long long time ago When i was passin' through All my family all my friends my lover I got to find them My enemies my new family my new friends My future enemies i got to flush them out Pack it all up nothing goes in storage I'm burnin' every bridge Burn baby burn I see your dog got shot Well hell never mind That's show biz big boy You've got to be cruel to be kind Oh give over and admit it I've been tearing down the interstate Like some kind of bleeding cat It's all right for the boss His gain's my loss That gets me down it really gets me down So pack it up and cut the crap When the clock starts talkin' i start walkin' When you pass in your porsche Please don't offer me a ride I may be a skunk But you're a piece of junk and furthermore I don't like your trousers Your appalling taste in women And what about your mind Your insipid record collection That dumb home video center The usual pronography And all you scumbags around the world You're the pits of the world
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