| Song | Stereo Speakers |
| Artist | The Pink Spiders |
| Album | Hot Pink |
| 作曲 : Friction | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| They say that, "Love is like a battlefield" | |
| I guess I'm out of ammunition | |
| I'm waving my white flag | |
| Trying to capture your attention, sugar | |
| But, but, but, but | |
| I've got a fever from anticipation | |
| What does it matter? | |
| No one's listening | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| This is the winter of our discontent | |
| You are the brunt of my transgression | |
| How can we scream so loud? | |
| With arms crossed and lips sealed? | |
| But, but, but, but | |
| I've got a fever from anticipation | |
| What does it matter, no one's listening | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can't tell you, so | |
| I'll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on |
| zuò qǔ : Friction | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| They say that, " Love is like a battlefield" | |
| I guess I' m out of ammunition | |
| I' m waving my white flag | |
| Trying to capture your attention, sugar | |
| But, but, but, but | |
| I' ve got a fever from anticipation | |
| What does it matter? | |
| No one' s listening | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| This is the winter of our discontent | |
| You are the brunt of my transgression | |
| How can we scream so loud? | |
| With arms crossed and lips sealed? | |
| But, but, but, but | |
| I' ve got a fever from anticipation | |
| What does it matter, no one' s listening | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on | |
| I can' t tell you, so | |
| I' ll scream it through the stereo | |
| Speakers come on and turn me on |