| Song | Julie Laughs No More |
| Artist | Candlemass |
| Album | Chapter VI |
| 作词 : Edlin, Johansson | |
| Living through another Cuba | |
| it's 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle | |
| while war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle | |
| Russia and America are at each other's throats | |
| but don't you cry | |
| just on your knees and pray, and while you're | |
| down there, kiss your arse goodbye | |
| We're the bulldog on the fence | |
| while others play their tennis overhead | |
| it's hardly love all and somebody might | |
| wind up red or dead | |
| pour some oil on the water quick | |
| it doesn't really matter where from | |
| he love me, he loves me not | |
| he's pulling fins from an atom bomb | |
| This phenomenon happens every 20 years or so | |
| if they're not careful your watch won't be the | |
| only thing with a radioactive glow | |
| I'll stick my fingers in my ears | |
| and hope they make it up before too late | |
| if we get through this lot alright | |
| they're due for replay, 1998 |
| zuò cí : Edlin, Johansson | |
| Living through another Cuba | |
| it' s 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle | |
| while war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle | |
| Russia and America are at each other' s throats | |
| but don' t you cry | |
| just on your knees and pray, and while you' re | |
| down there, kiss your arse goodbye | |
| We' re the bulldog on the fence | |
| while others play their tennis overhead | |
| it' s hardly love all and somebody might | |
| wind up red or dead | |
| pour some oil on the water quick | |
| it doesn' t really matter where from | |
| he love me, he loves me not | |
| he' s pulling fins from an atom bomb | |
| This phenomenon happens every 20 years or so | |
| if they' re not careful your watch won' t be the | |
| only thing with a radioactive glow | |
| I' ll stick my fingers in my ears | |
| and hope they make it up before too late | |
| if we get through this lot alright | |
| they' re due for replay, 1998 |