| Song | Life Of The Fields |
| Artist | Momus |
| Album | Otto Spooky |
| 作词 : Currie | |
| Your eyes are flat, the city's hot | |
| Night falls over the barren system | |
| Leave the cracked city block | |
| Come back to the old religion | |
| Throw your seed behind the plow | |
| Throw your wine in the face of nothing | |
| Feel the sea anemone | |
| Children played in the rockery garden | |
| We're all John Barleycorn | |
| We're all one in old religion | |
| Meet me by the waving rye | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow's eye | |
| Gaelic runes and harvest moons | |
| Shinto dogs at the phallic symbol | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| A time to live, a time to die | |
| Meet me in the waving leaves | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow summer | |
| Meet me out by the lemon trees | |
| Pull me down, and pump me dry | |
| Lie back down and think of rain | |
| In the blossom of the willow | |
| Mastering the morning pain | |
| Gorgeous on your petal pillow | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| Treading wine for the old religion | |
| The high priest and the artisan | |
| Piping at the gates of knowledge | |
| Saturnine as the hammer god | |
| Hammering, getting it on | |
| Meet me by the waving rye | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow's eye | |
| Gaelic runes and harvest moons | |
| Shinto dogs at the phallic symbol | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| A time to live, a time to die | |
| Meet me in the waving summer | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow's eye | |
| Making out by the rhododendron | |
| Pull me down, and pump me dry | |
| Like back now and think of sorrow | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow's eye | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| A time to live, a time to die | |
| Meet me in the waving leaves | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow summer... |
| zuò cí : Currie | |
| Your eyes are flat, the city' s hot | |
| Night falls over the barren system | |
| Leave the cracked city block | |
| Come back to the old religion | |
| Throw your seed behind the plow | |
| Throw your wine in the face of nothing | |
| Feel the sea anemone | |
| Children played in the rockery garden | |
| We' re all John Barleycorn | |
| We' re all one in old religion | |
| Meet me by the waving rye | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow' s eye | |
| Gaelic runes and harvest moons | |
| Shinto dogs at the phallic symbol | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| A time to live, a time to die | |
| Meet me in the waving leaves | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow summer | |
| Meet me out by the lemon trees | |
| Pull me down, and pump me dry | |
| Lie back down and think of rain | |
| In the blossom of the willow | |
| Mastering the morning pain | |
| Gorgeous on your petal pillow | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| Treading wine for the old religion | |
| The high priest and the artisan | |
| Piping at the gates of knowledge | |
| Saturnine as the hammer god | |
| Hammering, getting it on | |
| Meet me by the waving rye | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow' s eye | |
| Gaelic runes and harvest moons | |
| Shinto dogs at the phallic symbol | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| A time to live, a time to die | |
| Meet me in the waving summer | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow' s eye | |
| Making out by the rhododendron | |
| Pull me down, and pump me dry | |
| Like back now and think of sorrow | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow' s eye | |
| Mustard seed and dandelion | |
| A time to live, a time to die | |
| Meet me in the waving leaves | |
| The question mark in the scarecrow summer... |