| Song | Retrovertigo |
| Artist | Mr. Bungle |
| Album | California |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dunn | |
| Before you advertise | |
| All the fame is implied | |
| With no fortune unseen | |
| Sell the right | |
| To your blight | |
| Time-machine | |
| While I'm dulled by excess | |
| And a cynic at best | |
| My art imitates crime | |
| Paid for by | |
| The allies | |
| So investNow | |
| I'm finding truth is a ruin | |
| Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing | |
| Staring into glassy eyes | |
| Mesmerized | |
| There's a vintage thirst returning | |
| But I'm sheltered by my channel-surfing | |
| Every famine virtual | |
| Retrovertigo | |
| A tribute to false memories | |
| With conviction | |
| Cheap imitation | |
| Is it fashion or disease? | |
| Post-ironic | |
| Remains some mouths to feed | |
| Sell the rights | |
| To your blight | |
| And you'll live | |
| Now I'm finding truth is a ruin | |
| Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing | |
| Staring into glassy eyes | |
| Mesmerized | |
| See the vintage robot wearied | |
| Then awakened by revision theories | |
| Every famine virtual | |
| Retrovertigo |
| zuo ci : Dunn | |
| Before you advertise | |
| All the fame is implied | |
| With no fortune unseen | |
| Sell the right | |
| To your blight | |
| Timemachine | |
| While I' m dulled by excess | |
| And a cynic at best | |
| My art imitates crime | |
| Paid for by | |
| The allies | |
| So investNow | |
| I' m finding truth is a ruin | |
| Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing | |
| Staring into glassy eyes | |
| Mesmerized | |
| There' s a vintage thirst returning | |
| But I' m sheltered by my channelsurfing | |
| Every famine virtual | |
| Retrovertigo | |
| A tribute to false memories | |
| With conviction | |
| Cheap imitation | |
| Is it fashion or disease? | |
| Postironic | |
| Remains some mouths to feed | |
| Sell the rights | |
| To your blight | |
| And you' ll live | |
| Now I' m finding truth is a ruin | |
| Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing | |
| Staring into glassy eyes | |
| Mesmerized | |
| See the vintage robot wearied | |
| Then awakened by revision theories | |
| Every famine virtual | |
| Retrovertigo |
| zuò cí : Dunn | |
| Before you advertise | |
| All the fame is implied | |
| With no fortune unseen | |
| Sell the right | |
| To your blight | |
| Timemachine | |
| While I' m dulled by excess | |
| And a cynic at best | |
| My art imitates crime | |
| Paid for by | |
| The allies | |
| So investNow | |
| I' m finding truth is a ruin | |
| Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing | |
| Staring into glassy eyes | |
| Mesmerized | |
| There' s a vintage thirst returning | |
| But I' m sheltered by my channelsurfing | |
| Every famine virtual | |
| Retrovertigo | |
| A tribute to false memories | |
| With conviction | |
| Cheap imitation | |
| Is it fashion or disease? | |
| Postironic | |
| Remains some mouths to feed | |
| Sell the rights | |
| To your blight | |
| And you' ll live | |
| Now I' m finding truth is a ruin | |
| Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing | |
| Staring into glassy eyes | |
| Mesmerized | |
| See the vintage robot wearied | |
| Then awakened by revision theories | |
| Every famine virtual | |
| Retrovertigo |