| Song | Old Boot Wine |
| Artist | Spirogyra |
| Album | Bells, Boots And Shambles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cockerham | |
| Don't be scared of shadows | |
| Nasty man who lurk | |
| Lots of rotten bullies | |
| Pushing you around | |
| They will never steal | |
| What it means to feel | |
| The wonders of being without | |
| Where I stand it seems that existence | |
| Is resistance to despair | |
| Now I know my life's not been easy | |
| But at least it has been there | |
| Sometimes there'll be good times | |
| Some folk can be kind | |
| But the wind that blows inside us | |
| Will be blind | |
| For this time I have waited for ages | |
| All my pages have been dry | |
| I've been lost in the swirling of potions | |
| All my motions have been high(?) | |
| Over every molehill | |
| Under every mile | |
| For the essence of motion is devotion | |
| To the wheel | |
| So you see I'm not going to mind it | |
| Or define it in degrees | |
| Every inch of being is like old time | |
| Is the right time to be free |
| zuo qu : Cockerham | |
| Don' t be scared of shadows | |
| Nasty man who lurk | |
| Lots of rotten bullies | |
| Pushing you around | |
| They will never steal | |
| What it means to feel | |
| The wonders of being without | |
| Where I stand it seems that existence | |
| Is resistance to despair | |
| Now I know my life' s not been easy | |
| But at least it has been there | |
| Sometimes there' ll be good times | |
| Some folk can be kind | |
| But the wind that blows inside us | |
| Will be blind | |
| For this time I have waited for ages | |
| All my pages have been dry | |
| I' ve been lost in the swirling of potions | |
| All my motions have been high? | |
| Over every molehill | |
| Under every mile | |
| For the essence of motion is devotion | |
| To the wheel | |
| So you see I' m not going to mind it | |
| Or define it in degrees | |
| Every inch of being is like old time | |
| Is the right time to be free |
| zuò qǔ : Cockerham | |
| Don' t be scared of shadows | |
| Nasty man who lurk | |
| Lots of rotten bullies | |
| Pushing you around | |
| They will never steal | |
| What it means to feel | |
| The wonders of being without | |
| Where I stand it seems that existence | |
| Is resistance to despair | |
| Now I know my life' s not been easy | |
| But at least it has been there | |
| Sometimes there' ll be good times | |
| Some folk can be kind | |
| But the wind that blows inside us | |
| Will be blind | |
| For this time I have waited for ages | |
| All my pages have been dry | |
| I' ve been lost in the swirling of potions | |
| All my motions have been high? | |
| Over every molehill | |
| Under every mile | |
| For the essence of motion is devotion | |
| To the wheel | |
| So you see I' m not going to mind it | |
| Or define it in degrees | |
| Every inch of being is like old time | |
| Is the right time to be free |