| Song | In Shreds |
| Artist | The Chameleons |
| Album | Live at the Gallery Club, Manchester, 1982 |
| 作词 : Burgess, Chameleons UK | |
| I grasp at life's fading light | |
| I need you tonight | |
| I need to be heard | |
| Your actions speak louder than words | |
| Ignored by you all | |
| I stumble and fall | |
| I suddenly knew | |
| My life meant nothing at all | |
| In shreds, I stare down at the street | |
| Yearning for sleep | |
| That blissful escape | |
| But when it comes it's always too late | |
| The whore in my bed | |
| The noise in my head | |
| A hole in my pride | |
| It's coming and there's nowhere to hide | |
| It seems to me to be self-contradictory | |
| It seems to me you count your victories while they're there | |
| Ignored by you all | |
| I stumble and fall | |
| I suddenly knew | |
| My life meant nothing at all | |
| The whore in my bed | |
| The noise in my head | |
| The hole in my pride | |
| It's coming and there's nowhere to hide | |
| It seems to me to be self-contradictory | |
| It seems to me you count your blessings while they're there | |
| You count your blessings while they're there | |
| Count your victories while they're there | |
| It seems, it seems, it seems | |
| It seems to me | |
| To be | |
| To be self-contradictory | |
| It seems to me you've become part of the machinery | |
| Part of the machinery | |
| Part of the machinery | |
| Become part of the machinery | |
| Machinery |
| zuò cí : Burgess, Chameleons UK | |
| I grasp at life' s fading light | |
| I need you tonight | |
| I need to be heard | |
| Your actions speak louder than words | |
| Ignored by you all | |
| I stumble and fall | |
| I suddenly knew | |
| My life meant nothing at all | |
| In shreds, I stare down at the street | |
| Yearning for sleep | |
| That blissful escape | |
| But when it comes it' s always too late | |
| The whore in my bed | |
| The noise in my head | |
| A hole in my pride | |
| It' s coming and there' s nowhere to hide | |
| It seems to me to be selfcontradictory | |
| It seems to me you count your victories while they' re there | |
| Ignored by you all | |
| I stumble and fall | |
| I suddenly knew | |
| My life meant nothing at all | |
| The whore in my bed | |
| The noise in my head | |
| The hole in my pride | |
| It' s coming and there' s nowhere to hide | |
| It seems to me to be selfcontradictory | |
| It seems to me you count your blessings while they' re there | |
| You count your blessings while they' re there | |
| Count your victories while they' re there | |
| It seems, it seems, it seems | |
| It seems to me | |
| To be | |
| To be selfcontradictory | |
| It seems to me you' ve become part of the machinery | |
| Part of the machinery | |
| Part of the machinery | |
| Become part of the machinery | |
| Machinery |