| Song | Arms of Cicero |
| Artist | Sex Gang Children |
| Album | Medea |
| 作词 : Sex Gang | |
| Free from the itch of her sexual desire | |
| I believed in the things that happened to me | |
| So she mastered the art of treating decay | |
| To the babbling madmen with nothing to say | |
| So I'm lower-class tooth and she's iron fisted | |
| I'm gunning for her money in the arms of my Cicero | |
| Give us your guns and we'll give you nirvana-na-na-na.. | |
| Walk away | |
| Barbers and scullions and charioteers | |
| Are the constant delight of these tooth racketeers | |
| They live in the wake of a pretty young gigolo | |
| Who lives in the arms of this Cicero | |
| She's bully with his eyes and a lover's secret | |
| I smile all the time just like an exile in Mantua | |
| So give us your guns and we'll give you nirvana-na-na-na-na | |
| Walk away | |
| Oooohooooh | |
| Lalalalalalaaalaaa | |
| I'm king of the cafe cone | |
| Chabanas is a sphynx who sells poison and guns | |
| Not for holy reasons | |
| Oh, I loved you once all gone by value | |
| It's funny how time slip away | |
| Oh, I'm lower-class tooth and she's iron fisted | |
| I'm gunning for her money in the arms of my Cicero | |
| Give us your guns and we'll give you nirvana-na-na-na.. | |
| Walk away | |
| She's bully with his eyes and a lover's secret | |
| I smile all the time just like an exile in Mantua | |
| So give us your guns and we'll give you nirvana-na-na-na-na | |
| Walk away |
| zuò cí : Sex Gang | |
| Free from the itch of her sexual desire | |
| I believed in the things that happened to me | |
| So she mastered the art of treating decay | |
| To the babbling madmen with nothing to say | |
| So I' m lowerclass tooth and she' s iron fisted | |
| I' m gunning for her money in the arms of my Cicero | |
| Give us your guns and we' ll give you nirvanananana.. | |
| Walk away | |
| Barbers and scullions and charioteers | |
| Are the constant delight of these tooth racketeers | |
| They live in the wake of a pretty young gigolo | |
| Who lives in the arms of this Cicero | |
| She' s bully with his eyes and a lover' s secret | |
| I smile all the time just like an exile in Mantua | |
| So give us your guns and we' ll give you nirvananananana | |
| Walk away | |
| Oooohooooh | |
| Lalalalalalaaalaaa | |
| I' m king of the cafe cone | |
| Chabanas is a sphynx who sells poison and guns | |
| Not for holy reasons | |
| Oh, I loved you once all gone by value | |
| It' s funny how time slip away | |
| Oh, I' m lowerclass tooth and she' s iron fisted | |
| I' m gunning for her money in the arms of my Cicero | |
| Give us your guns and we' ll give you nirvanananana.. | |
| Walk away | |
| She' s bully with his eyes and a lover' s secret | |
| I smile all the time just like an exile in Mantua | |
| So give us your guns and we' ll give you nirvananananana | |
| Walk away |