| Song | Waiting for Martin |
| Artist | Spirit of the West |
| Album | Star Trails |
| 作曲 : Ditrich, Kelly, Mann, McMillan ... | |
| I'm waiting for Martin, in a theatre that's darkened | |
| I found a secret box in Christchruch | |
| Bought a new pen making sure that it works | |
| He lives in two flats that stand back to back | |
| From here rang the bells of the submarine | |
| Squeezed out from amongst the figurines | |
| We hunt him down and flock to him from miles around | |
| Drop a soft bomb and a sketch book | |
| In for tea and a quick look | |
| At the Big Chill... | |
| At the Big Chill... | |
| He spies the trashcan, picks up a bottle and tosses it in | |
| Here where the two flats meet | |
| Here on the clean side of his street | |
| I'm standing with Martin amongst the crates and the cartons | |
| My head was spinning and it never stopped | |
| I got a rubber neck in this cracker joke shop | |
| And they, they walk him down | |
| A pilgrimage from world's around | |
| Marching with their pens and sketchbooks | |
| In for tea and one brave word | |
| With the Big Chill... | |
| With the Big Chill... | |
| With the Big Chill... | |
| With the Big Chill... |
| zuò qǔ : Ditrich, Kelly, Mann, McMillan ... | |
| I' m waiting for Martin, in a theatre that' s darkened | |
| I found a secret box in Christchruch | |
| Bought a new pen making sure that it works | |
| He lives in two flats that stand back to back | |
| From here rang the bells of the submarine | |
| Squeezed out from amongst the figurines | |
| We hunt him down and flock to him from miles around | |
| Drop a soft bomb and a sketch book | |
| In for tea and a quick look | |
| At the Big Chill... | |
| At the Big Chill... | |
| He spies the trashcan, picks up a bottle and tosses it in | |
| Here where the two flats meet | |
| Here on the clean side of his street | |
| I' m standing with Martin amongst the crates and the cartons | |
| My head was spinning and it never stopped | |
| I got a rubber neck in this cracker joke shop | |
| And they, they walk him down | |
| A pilgrimage from world' s around | |
| Marching with their pens and sketchbooks | |
| In for tea and one brave word | |
| With the Big Chill... | |
| With the Big Chill... | |
| With the Big Chill... | |
| With the Big Chill... |