| Song | Barbarossa |
| Artist | Sex Gang Children |
| Album | Medea |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Sex Gang | |
| Change is coming for the Brothers who organise our masturbation | |
| Blessed with tears you see my dears | |
| We still breed in praise of lemmings | |
| So practice on your suicide six or seven times | |
| Everyday, alienation | |
| Kiss the Union Jack said Captain Cash | |
| And burn me with your mouth | |
| I'm fantasy for the war with kings | |
| For I have found my terrible beauty | |
| This golden law has a silver smile | |
| Wear my shoe-shine out of style | |
| Let loose Barbarossa | |
| He always living like an animal | |
| Let loose Barbarossa | |
| Unleash my hysteria | |
| You destroy my conversation | |
| Then I'm restless for an empire | |
| For history re-wrote my victory | |
| But history is one big shithouse | |
| So wear my shoe-shine with a smile | |
| All my dreams were hard-ons | |
| Sky-scraper limbs and giant desires | |
| But morality will exist in me | |
| When I am free to fight the reptiles | |
| So if poverty stinks, then so do I | |
| It's a donkey drive | |
| And my hate-crusade is running wild | |
| With asthma fate, angina child | |
| Tell them I shall languish, suffer and die! | |
| Let loose Barbarossa! |
| zuo ci : Sex Gang | |
| Change is coming for the Brothers who organise our masturbation | |
| Blessed with tears you see my dears | |
| We still breed in praise of lemmings | |
| So practice on your suicide six or seven times | |
| Everyday, alienation | |
| Kiss the Union Jack said Captain Cash | |
| And burn me with your mouth | |
| I' m fantasy for the war with kings | |
| For I have found my terrible beauty | |
| This golden law has a silver smile | |
| Wear my shoeshine out of style | |
| Let loose Barbarossa | |
| He always living like an animal | |
| Let loose Barbarossa | |
| Unleash my hysteria | |
| You destroy my conversation | |
| Then I' m restless for an empire | |
| For history rewrote my victory | |
| But history is one big shithouse | |
| So wear my shoeshine with a smile | |
| All my dreams were hardons | |
| Skyscraper limbs and giant desires | |
| But morality will exist in me | |
| When I am free to fight the reptiles | |
| So if poverty stinks, then so do I | |
| It' s a donkey drive | |
| And my hatecrusade is running wild | |
| With asthma fate, angina child | |
| Tell them I shall languish, suffer and die! | |
| Let loose Barbarossa! |
| zuò cí : Sex Gang | |
| Change is coming for the Brothers who organise our masturbation | |
| Blessed with tears you see my dears | |
| We still breed in praise of lemmings | |
| So practice on your suicide six or seven times | |
| Everyday, alienation | |
| Kiss the Union Jack said Captain Cash | |
| And burn me with your mouth | |
| I' m fantasy for the war with kings | |
| For I have found my terrible beauty | |
| This golden law has a silver smile | |
| Wear my shoeshine out of style | |
| Let loose Barbarossa | |
| He always living like an animal | |
| Let loose Barbarossa | |
| Unleash my hysteria | |
| You destroy my conversation | |
| Then I' m restless for an empire | |
| For history rewrote my victory | |
| But history is one big shithouse | |
| So wear my shoeshine with a smile | |
| All my dreams were hardons | |
| Skyscraper limbs and giant desires | |
| But morality will exist in me | |
| When I am free to fight the reptiles | |
| So if poverty stinks, then so do I | |
| It' s a donkey drive | |
| And my hatecrusade is running wild | |
| With asthma fate, angina child | |
| Tell them I shall languish, suffer and die! | |
| Let loose Barbarossa! |