Stacey Grove - T. Rex (暴龙乐队)
Stacey Grove he's a
Roaming prophet of mine
Hat full of wine
Stacey Grove he's a
Roving catcher of skies
Forecaster of eyes so no lies
He's a nice cat Oh he's a nice cat
Dungaree dome is decked
Like a pagan temple to Zeus
He drinks acorn juice
Roasting his feet by the furnace of peat
He roars at the boars
Who massively sleep at his feet
He's a nice cat Oh he's a nice cat
Do do do stady this stady the grout
Do do do stady this stady the grout
Oh he's a nice cat Oh he's a nice cat
Antelope head his beard skylark red
Is tucked 'neath the good
Of his summer sun hood
And now that the gate of his evening is late
He sits on a log picking
Ticks off the back of his dog
He's a nice cat
Oh he's a nice cat
Do do do stady this stady the grout
Do do do stady this stady the grout
Oh he's a nice cat
Oh he's a nice cat
Do do do stady this stady the grout
Do do do stady this stady the grout
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