| Song | A Baby for Pree |
| Artist | Neutral Milk Hotel |
| Album | On Avery Island |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mangum | |
| Blistering | |
| Pree, all smiling and swollen makes babies to breathe | |
| With their hearts hanging open all over the sheets | |
| As soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer | |
| And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing | |
| They'll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating | |
| Till wonderfully wet she will get until she's soaked inside her clothes | |
| And there is no sorry to be sorry for, for a roll around the floor | |
| Some afternoon, so sound and soft, it made her swallow all her sweat | |
| With every bit of breath she coughs | |
| And when the day it came to pour all her babies | |
| All across the bathroom floor | |
| She will be swimming in them all forever more |
| zuo ci : Mangum | |
| Blistering | |
| Pree, all smiling and swollen makes babies to breathe | |
| With their hearts hanging open all over the sheets | |
| As soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer | |
| And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing | |
| They' ll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating | |
| Till wonderfully wet she will get until she' s soaked inside her clothes | |
| And there is no sorry to be sorry for, for a roll around the floor | |
| Some afternoon, so sound and soft, it made her swallow all her sweat | |
| With every bit of breath she coughs | |
| And when the day it came to pour all her babies | |
| All across the bathroom floor | |
| She will be swimming in them all forever more |
| zuò cí : Mangum | |
| Blistering | |
| Pree, all smiling and swollen makes babies to breathe | |
| With their hearts hanging open all over the sheets | |
| As soft as beets in some brown dresser drawer | |
| And with bees in her breath and the rest of her ringing | |
| They' ll sting through her chest with a force hard and beating | |
| Till wonderfully wet she will get until she' s soaked inside her clothes | |
| And there is no sorry to be sorry for, for a roll around the floor | |
| Some afternoon, so sound and soft, it made her swallow all her sweat | |
| With every bit of breath she coughs | |
| And when the day it came to pour all her babies | |
| All across the bathroom floor | |
| She will be swimming in them all forever more |