| Song | Go Find Your Saint |
| Artist | Frank Black |
| Album | Honeycomb |
| 作词 : Black | |
| Had no life, | |
| I was feeling | |
| Like some kind of unfinished project | |
| I had a friend | |
| John, he said let me turn you on | |
| To the saint of inanimate objects | |
| Go findGo find your saint | |
| Go findGo find your saint | |
| Pill by pill a miracle occurred | |
| The whole world got better | |
| How I prayed until | |
| I said the words | |
| I knew would upset her | |
| She said, "Get off your knees and don't tarryI ain't gonna be what I ain't”" | |
| Go findGo find your saint | |
| Go findGo find your saint"I packed my bagsI never did look backBut I'm glad that I met herGo findGo find your saintGo findGo find your saintGo findGo find your saintGo findGo find your saintUnion gone but I sang my songsAt the Hall Of The Felled TreeUnder the charms of the saint's folded armsWell, I hope she can help me |
| zuò cí : Black | |
| Had no life, | |
| I was feeling | |
| Like some kind of unfinished project | |
| I had a friend | |
| John, he said let me turn you on | |
| To the saint of inanimate objects | |
| Go findGo find your saint | |
| Go findGo find your saint | |
| Pill by pill a miracle occurred | |
| The whole world got better | |
| How I prayed until | |
| I said the words | |
| I knew would upset her | |
| She said, " Get off your knees and don' t tarryI ain' t gonna be what I ain' t"" | |
| Go findGo find your saint | |
| Go findGo find your saint" I packed my bagsI never did look backBut I' m glad that I met herGo findGo find your saintGo findGo find your saintGo findGo find your saintGo findGo find your saintUnion gone but I sang my songsAt the Hall Of The Felled TreeUnder the charms of the saint' s folded armsWell, I hope she can help me |