Kicks歌词全文

Kicks歌词　

      My kicks

　　My kicks

　　My kicks

　　That's how I get my kicks

　　Handprints in the concrete

　　They run, they run, like

　　Young birds with the red cheeks

　　Always

　　Barefoot on the sea glass

　　Sharp ones, sharp ones, they

　　Don't learn when they cut class

　　What's dust to you is gold to me

　　(Gold to me)

　　But we're just different books to read

　　Where every single chapter

　　Is another cliffhanger

　　Oh your thrills ain't my thrills

　　They ain't chasing the bills

　　I just made a beat that sick

　　When my thoughts turn to rhyme

　　Yeah, goosebumps never lie

　　You might not get down to this but

　　That's how I get my kicks

　　Aaaaaah (my kicks)

　　Aaaaaah (my kicks)

　　Aaaaaah, yeah oh

　　That's how I get my kicks

　　Ten miles on the converse

　　They'd see, they'd see, that

　　Flip side got its own verse

　　Yeah your

　　Mainstream runs against mine

　　But we, but we, still

　　Nods head at the same time

　　What's dust to you is gold to me

　　(Gold to me)