| Song | The Dutch Boy |
| Artist | The Handsome Family |
| Album | Milk and Scissors |
| 作词 : Sparks, Sparks | |
| My heart it goes out to that poor little | |
| Dutch boy who stopped a great flood with the tip of his thumb. | |
| Through parades and medals he felt no joy and took to his bed with a bottle of rum. | |
| The queen she arrived in her motorcade to give the good | |
| Dutch boy a commemorative pen, but he watched as the milkmaids all withered and grayed | |
| And he knew that the waters must rise again. | |
| Because the world is made up of milk and scissors, | |
| Milk and scissors in a spiraling chain. | |
| Milk and scissors like a cheap squirting flower, | |
| Milk and scissors like worms when it rains. |
| zuò cí : Sparks, Sparks | |
| My heart it goes out to that poor little | |
| Dutch boy who stopped a great flood with the tip of his thumb. | |
| Through parades and medals he felt no joy and took to his bed with a bottle of rum. | |
| The queen she arrived in her motorcade to give the good | |
| Dutch boy a commemorative pen, but he watched as the milkmaids all withered and grayed | |
| And he knew that the waters must rise again. | |
| Because the world is made up of milk and scissors, | |
| Milk and scissors in a spiraling chain. | |
| Milk and scissors like a cheap squirting flower, | |
| Milk and scissors like worms when it rains. |