| 作词 : Tom Iansek | |
| 作曲 : Tom Iansek/Joanna Syme | |
| You did not get home until three | |
| Your clothes stained with paint I can see purple, purple | |
| Leave them on your bedroom floor | |
| Wait for a knock at the door | |
| Excuse me, mister | |
| Consumer, you clearly don't fit | |
| Defacer, you freely admit | |
| Don't you, don’t you | |
| Purple terror of the night sky | |
| Friend of unsuspecting eyes | |
| Aren't you, aren’t you | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The clothes they don't fit | |
| The clothes they don't fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don't write your name on it | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The clothes they don't | |
| The clothes they don't fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don't write your name on it | |
| Six months in the big house, you're clear | |
| Told them what they wanted to hear | |
| No sir, no sir | |
| Mr, can you spare me some food | |
| A plate, a slice, a forkful will do | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The clothes they don't fit | |
| The clothes they don't fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don't write your name on it | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The clothes they don't | |
| The clothes they don't fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don't fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don't write your name on it |
| zuo ci : Tom Iansek | |
| zuo qu : Tom Iansek Joanna Syme | |
| You did not get home until three | |
| Your clothes stained with paint I can see purple, purple | |
| Leave them on your bedroom floor | |
| Wait for a knock at the door | |
| Excuse me, mister | |
| Consumer, you clearly don' t fit | |
| Defacer, you freely admit | |
| Don' t you, don' t you | |
| Purple terror of the night sky | |
| Friend of unsuspecting eyes | |
| Aren' t you, aren' t you | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it | |
| Six months in the big house, you' re clear | |
| Told them what they wanted to hear | |
| No sir, no sir | |
| Mr, can you spare me some food | |
| A plate, a slice, a forkful will do | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it |
| zuò cí : Tom Iansek | |
| zuò qǔ : Tom Iansek Joanna Syme | |
| You did not get home until three | |
| Your clothes stained with paint I can see purple, purple | |
| Leave them on your bedroom floor | |
| Wait for a knock at the door | |
| Excuse me, mister | |
| Consumer, you clearly don' t fit | |
| Defacer, you freely admit | |
| Don' t you, don' t you | |
| Purple terror of the night sky | |
| Friend of unsuspecting eyes | |
| Aren' t you, aren' t you | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it | |
| Six months in the big house, you' re clear | |
| Told them what they wanted to hear | |
| No sir, no sir | |
| Mr, can you spare me some food | |
| A plate, a slice, a forkful will do | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The clothes they don' t | |
| The clothes they don' t fit | |
| Whose stain the clothes | |
| They don' t fit | |
| The streets you will hit | |
| Just don' t write your name on it |