| 作词 : Schriever, Wieczorke | |
| One day when you wake up in the morning | |
| You'll never forget that day | |
| You feel that there is something in the air | |
| You'd never seen before | |
| Something tough, something yellow | |
| And your lungs begin to melt | |
| During chimneys smoking everywhere | |
| And you break down in the street | |
| You hear the voice of your president | |
| We must do something against the smog |
| zuo ci : Schriever, Wieczorke | |
| One day when you wake up in the morning | |
| You' ll never forget that day | |
| You feel that there is something in the air | |
| You' d never seen before | |
| Something tough, something yellow | |
| And your lungs begin to melt | |
| During chimneys smoking everywhere | |
| And you break down in the street | |
| You hear the voice of your president | |
| We must do something against the smog |
| zuò cí : Schriever, Wieczorke | |
| One day when you wake up in the morning | |
| You' ll never forget that day | |
| You feel that there is something in the air | |
| You' d never seen before | |
| Something tough, something yellow | |
| And your lungs begin to melt | |
| During chimneys smoking everywhere | |
| And you break down in the street | |
| You hear the voice of your president | |
| We must do something against the smog |