| Song | The Lost Brigade |
| Artist | Ted Leo and the Pharmacists |
| Album | Living with the Living |
| 作曲 : Leo | |
| Welcome to the lost brigade | |
| Lost but pursuing | |
| Fragments to protect the day | |
| From badness and ruin | |
| And this one's for the makers who have made | |
| Only to be made | |
| By the takers who delayed | |
| Later to declaim | |
| Who will be beatified? | |
| And who sees a line and files along? | |
| Who won't let tomorrow die? | |
| And who keeps the vision moving on? | |
| In this land of grand decay | |
| Oh, we resist here | |
| 13,040 days | |
| Oh, I have been here | |
| Walking sticks and screaming bricks | |
| Might leave you winded | |
| But when you vindicate the last | |
| The next is defended | |
| So reckless and directionless | |
| Just get in line and file along | |
| Resolutions live and die | |
| But every memory of mine's a song | |
| So when my mind begins to turn | |
| Turn in confusion | |
| Will I find that I have earned | |
| Your absolution? | |
| Yes, when my mind begins to turn | |
| Returns in confusion | |
| There are gifts I'm to discern | |
| Here in profusion | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song |
| zuò qǔ : Leo | |
| Welcome to the lost brigade | |
| Lost but pursuing | |
| Fragments to protect the day | |
| From badness and ruin | |
| And this one' s for the makers who have made | |
| Only to be made | |
| By the takers who delayed | |
| Later to declaim | |
| Who will be beatified? | |
| And who sees a line and files along? | |
| Who won' t let tomorrow die? | |
| And who keeps the vision moving on? | |
| In this land of grand decay | |
| Oh, we resist here | |
| 13, 040 days | |
| Oh, I have been here | |
| Walking sticks and screaming bricks | |
| Might leave you winded | |
| But when you vindicate the last | |
| The next is defended | |
| So reckless and directionless | |
| Just get in line and file along | |
| Resolutions live and die | |
| But every memory of mine' s a song | |
| So when my mind begins to turn | |
| Turn in confusion | |
| Will I find that I have earned | |
| Your absolution? | |
| Yes, when my mind begins to turn | |
| Returns in confusion | |
| There are gifts I' m to discern | |
| Here in profusion | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song | |
| Every little memory has a, every little memory has a song |