| 作词 : Barlow, Gaffney, Loewenstein | |
| Trailing on next to sick | |
| Only broken magic sticks | |
| Evil pins never snare | |
| Figured out how to get nowhere | |
| Flying lead-filled flapping gills | |
| Phantom God in frozen time | |
| Comfort crawls into flight | |
| Wait for men grown, thunder dyin’ | |
| Free toes roost on dancing wire | |
| Puzzling out a selfish high | |
| Commandment of meadow mouse | |
| Kiss the ground, lift up the house | |
| Wrapped in blankets of the mother’s skin | |
| Perpetuate a freedom | |
| But there’s nowhere to begin | |
| Bind one sky, ground to soil | |
| No one could care how your blood is boiling | |
| Grab a rubber needle, try to stick someone | |
| Needle is inverted to a rotten heart | |
| Simple, plain and simple | |
| Stars for eyes | |
| He’s eager and overripe | |
| His tongue gets tied | |
| Weakened by a mighty blow | |
| Scars, four eyes | |
| A limping "fell to stupid man" | |
| Whose tongue is tied |
| zuo ci : Barlow, Gaffney, Loewenstein | |
| Trailing on next to sick | |
| Only broken magic sticks | |
| Evil pins never snare | |
| Figured out how to get nowhere | |
| Flying leadfilled flapping gills | |
| Phantom God in frozen time | |
| Comfort crawls into flight | |
| Wait for men grown, thunder dyin' | |
| Free toes roost on dancing wire | |
| Puzzling out a selfish high | |
| Commandment of meadow mouse | |
| Kiss the ground, lift up the house | |
| Wrapped in blankets of the mother' s skin | |
| Perpetuate a freedom | |
| But there' s nowhere to begin | |
| Bind one sky, ground to soil | |
| No one could care how your blood is boiling | |
| Grab a rubber needle, try to stick someone | |
| Needle is inverted to a rotten heart | |
| Simple, plain and simple | |
| Stars for eyes | |
| He' s eager and overripe | |
| His tongue gets tied | |
| Weakened by a mighty blow | |
| Scars, four eyes | |
| A limping " fell to stupid man" | |
| Whose tongue is tied |
| zuò cí : Barlow, Gaffney, Loewenstein | |
| Trailing on next to sick | |
| Only broken magic sticks | |
| Evil pins never snare | |
| Figured out how to get nowhere | |
| Flying leadfilled flapping gills | |
| Phantom God in frozen time | |
| Comfort crawls into flight | |
| Wait for men grown, thunder dyin' | |
| Free toes roost on dancing wire | |
| Puzzling out a selfish high | |
| Commandment of meadow mouse | |
| Kiss the ground, lift up the house | |
| Wrapped in blankets of the mother' s skin | |
| Perpetuate a freedom | |
| But there' s nowhere to begin | |
| Bind one sky, ground to soil | |
| No one could care how your blood is boiling | |
| Grab a rubber needle, try to stick someone | |
| Needle is inverted to a rotten heart | |
| Simple, plain and simple | |
| Stars for eyes | |
| He' s eager and overripe | |
| His tongue gets tied | |
| Weakened by a mighty blow | |
| Scars, four eyes | |
| A limping " fell to stupid man" | |
| Whose tongue is tied |