| Song | Wide |
| Artist | Groovy Aardvark |
| Album | Vacuum (Remastered) |
| 作词 : Vincent Peake | |
| 作曲 : Martin Dupuis | |
| Lamp posts, flickering torches | |
| Make out the random attack | |
| Colour the victim’s bright new clothes | |
| I turn my back | |
| And distance myself from the pack of humans | |
| Stripped down to the size | |
| Of my favourite neighbourhood | |
| The smell has me mesmerized | |
| It’s the one thing I know is good | |
| Has got me believing | |
| My small role down here | |
| Has significant meaning | |
| I try to calm my fears | |
| Clearly revealed through open skies | |
| Meet the simplest of crowds | |
| The trees are very loud | |
| Like ogres high on wine | |
| Their long beards growing wide | |
| Swaying under the moon | |
| Laughing with the loon | |
| They can hear me speak out loud | |
| I was mopping marble floors | |
| For heavy rich men | |
| Sweating in their overpriced threads | |
| I can’t plan ahead | |
| But if I stay, I’m dead | |
| Their boiling rage | |
| Made all too clear | |
| By their words of hate | |
| I’ve no place here | |
| They’ve got no power over me | |
| They’ll do what they can | |
| I don’t understand | |
| They’ve got no power over me | |
| I was mopping marble floors | |
| For heavy rich men | |
| Sweating in their overpriced threads | |
| If I plan ahead, I’m dead |
| zuò cí : Vincent Peake | |
| zuò qǔ : Martin Dupuis | |
| Lamp posts, flickering torches | |
| Make out the random attack | |
| Colour the victim' s bright new clothes | |
| I turn my back | |
| And distance myself from the pack of humans | |
| Stripped down to the size | |
| Of my favourite neighbourhood | |
| The smell has me mesmerized | |
| It' s the one thing I know is good | |
| Has got me believing | |
| My small role down here | |
| Has significant meaning | |
| I try to calm my fears | |
| Clearly revealed through open skies | |
| Meet the simplest of crowds | |
| The trees are very loud | |
| Like ogres high on wine | |
| Their long beards growing wide | |
| Swaying under the moon | |
| Laughing with the loon | |
| They can hear me speak out loud | |
| I was mopping marble floors | |
| For heavy rich men | |
| Sweating in their overpriced threads | |
| I can' t plan ahead | |
| But if I stay, I' m dead | |
| Their boiling rage | |
| Made all too clear | |
| By their words of hate | |
| I' ve no place here | |
| They' ve got no power over me | |
| They' ll do what they can | |
| I don' t understand | |
| They' ve got no power over me | |
| I was mopping marble floors | |
| For heavy rich men | |
| Sweating in their overpriced threads | |
| If I plan ahead, I' m dead |