| Song | Wheat Kings |
| Artist | The Tragically Hip |
| Album | Fully Completely |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tragically Hip | |
| Sundown in the Paris of the prairies | |
| Wheat kings have all treasures buried | |
| And all you hear are the rusty breezes | |
| Pushing around the weathervane Jesus | |
| In his Zippo lighter he sees the killer's face | |
| Maybe it's someone standing in a killer's place | |
| Twenty years for nothing, well, that's nothing new | |
| Besides, no one's interested in something you didn't do | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Let's just see what the morning brings | |
| There's a dream he dreams where the high school's dead and stark | |
| It's a museum and we're all locked up in it after dark | |
| Where the walls are lined all yellow, grey and sinister | |
| Hung with pictures of our parents' prime ministers | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Wait and see what tomorrow brings | |
| Late breaking story on the CBC | |
| A nation whispers, "We always knew that he'd go free" | |
| They add, "You can't be fond of living in the past | |
| 'Cause if you are then there's no way that you're going to last" | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Let's just see what tomorrow brings | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Oh that's what tomorrow brings |
| zuo ci : Tragically Hip | |
| Sundown in the Paris of the prairies | |
| Wheat kings have all treasures buried | |
| And all you hear are the rusty breezes | |
| Pushing around the weathervane Jesus | |
| In his Zippo lighter he sees the killer' s face | |
| Maybe it' s someone standing in a killer' s place | |
| Twenty years for nothing, well, that' s nothing new | |
| Besides, no one' s interested in something you didn' t do | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Let' s just see what the morning brings | |
| There' s a dream he dreams where the high school' s dead and stark | |
| It' s a museum and we' re all locked up in it after dark | |
| Where the walls are lined all yellow, grey and sinister | |
| Hung with pictures of our parents' prime ministers | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Wait and see what tomorrow brings | |
| Late breaking story on the CBC | |
| A nation whispers, " We always knew that he' d go free" | |
| They add, " You can' t be fond of living in the past | |
| ' Cause if you are then there' s no way that you' re going to last" | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Let' s just see what tomorrow brings | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Oh that' s what tomorrow brings |
| zuò cí : Tragically Hip | |
| Sundown in the Paris of the prairies | |
| Wheat kings have all treasures buried | |
| And all you hear are the rusty breezes | |
| Pushing around the weathervane Jesus | |
| In his Zippo lighter he sees the killer' s face | |
| Maybe it' s someone standing in a killer' s place | |
| Twenty years for nothing, well, that' s nothing new | |
| Besides, no one' s interested in something you didn' t do | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Let' s just see what the morning brings | |
| There' s a dream he dreams where the high school' s dead and stark | |
| It' s a museum and we' re all locked up in it after dark | |
| Where the walls are lined all yellow, grey and sinister | |
| Hung with pictures of our parents' prime ministers | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Wait and see what tomorrow brings | |
| Late breaking story on the CBC | |
| A nation whispers, " We always knew that he' d go free" | |
| They add, " You can' t be fond of living in the past | |
| ' Cause if you are then there' s no way that you' re going to last" | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Let' s just see what tomorrow brings | |
| Wheat kings and pretty things | |
| Oh that' s what tomorrow brings |