| Song | 21 Reasons |
| Artist | Frank Black |
| Album | Black Letter Days |
| 作词 : Black | |
| I rode from TJ up to Berkeley | |
| And it started out so grey | |
| Till I lost that cool protection | |
| When the sun burned it all away | |
| While the winter's light shined down on those | |
| Revivals from my day | |
| I had dreams of your insurrection | |
| Taken down by Monterey | |
| I don't care for the season | |
| I don't find it that fun | |
| And I've got 21 reasons | |
| I've got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| First I saw the digits crawling | |
| Slowly up the rocky coast | |
| Just some separated fingers | |
| Looking for their fingerpost | |
| From the water jumped a bloody hand | |
| Needing desperately a host | |
| When I saw the bald bell ringers | |
| Well I knew then that you were toast | |
| I don't care for the season | |
| I don't find it that fun | |
| And I've got 21 reasons | |
| I've got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| Then went up the baby babels | |
| Where the iron bells were hung | |
| They couldn't get them any higher | |
| And those iron bells were rung | |
| With the singers now all gathered | |
| They collected every tongue | |
| And so now it was required | |
| For every soul to turn the dung | |
| I don't care for the season | |
| I don't find it that fun | |
| And I've got 21 reasons | |
| I've got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| Well you sure can hear a rumble | |
| On the royal road today | |
| And those grand halls of correction | |
| Well I think that they're here to stay | |
| From the time that you are born | |
| There are certain bells you must obey | |
| Best you plan for the resurrection | |
| Best you lower your head and pray | |
| I don't care for the season | |
| I don't find it that fun | |
| And I've got 21 reasons | |
| I've got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| 21 reasons | |
| 21 reasons | |
| 22 singers on the run |
| zuò cí : Black | |
| I rode from TJ up to Berkeley | |
| And it started out so grey | |
| Till I lost that cool protection | |
| When the sun burned it all away | |
| While the winter' s light shined down on those | |
| Revivals from my day | |
| I had dreams of your insurrection | |
| Taken down by Monterey | |
| I don' t care for the season | |
| I don' t find it that fun | |
| And I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| First I saw the digits crawling | |
| Slowly up the rocky coast | |
| Just some separated fingers | |
| Looking for their fingerpost | |
| From the water jumped a bloody hand | |
| Needing desperately a host | |
| When I saw the bald bell ringers | |
| Well I knew then that you were toast | |
| I don' t care for the season | |
| I don' t find it that fun | |
| And I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| Then went up the baby babels | |
| Where the iron bells were hung | |
| They couldn' t get them any higher | |
| And those iron bells were rung | |
| With the singers now all gathered | |
| They collected every tongue | |
| And so now it was required | |
| For every soul to turn the dung | |
| I don' t care for the season | |
| I don' t find it that fun | |
| And I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| Well you sure can hear a rumble | |
| On the royal road today | |
| And those grand halls of correction | |
| Well I think that they' re here to stay | |
| From the time that you are born | |
| There are certain bells you must obey | |
| Best you plan for the resurrection | |
| Best you lower your head and pray | |
| I don' t care for the season | |
| I don' t find it that fun | |
| And I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| I' ve got 21 reasons | |
| And there go 22 singers on the run | |
| 21 reasons | |
| 21 reasons | |
| 22 singers on the run |