| Song | How The Plains Left Me Flat |
| Artist | Flotation Toy Warning |
| Album | Bluffer's Guide To The Flight Deck |
| 作曲 : Carter, Clay | |
| So sad, have you seen your soul in the Sunday paper? | |
| Trying hard to step aside for death | |
| Service with a smile, the reel to reel rank and file | |
| Looking at your face and I seem misplaces, ah ha ha | |
| Look at me with my face in the middle of the Sunday paper | |
| Laughing on the side, looking on the bright side | |
| Black side, downside, never on the outside | |
| Looking at the ways you choose to keep it like a dream and a house in the middle | |
| Christmas present in the middle of June, well I've been fooled before and so have you, ah ha ha | |
| All the songs will be with you and all the flowers will be with me | |
| But I can't seem to forget you | |
| And all the clowns will be with you and all the children sing with me | |
| (I can hear the rolling seas and I can feel the summer breeze) | |
| But I can't seem to forget you | |
| (But I cannot leave you here, I know you want me to) | |
| Look at me with my face in the middle of the Sunday paper | |
| Christmas present in the middle of June, I've been wrong before but so have you, ah ha ha | |
| Looking at the ways you choose to keep it like a dream and a house in the middle | |
| Christmas present in the middle of June, I've been fooled before but so have you |
| zuò qǔ : Carter, Clay | |
| So sad, have you seen your soul in the Sunday paper? | |
| Trying hard to step aside for death | |
| Service with a smile, the reel to reel rank and file | |
| Looking at your face and I seem misplaces, ah ha ha | |
| Look at me with my face in the middle of the Sunday paper | |
| Laughing on the side, looking on the bright side | |
| Black side, downside, never on the outside | |
| Looking at the ways you choose to keep it like a dream and a house in the middle | |
| Christmas present in the middle of June, well I' ve been fooled before and so have you, ah ha ha | |
| All the songs will be with you and all the flowers will be with me | |
| But I can' t seem to forget you | |
| And all the clowns will be with you and all the children sing with me | |
| I can hear the rolling seas and I can feel the summer breeze | |
| But I can' t seem to forget you | |
| But I cannot leave you here, I know you want me to | |
| Look at me with my face in the middle of the Sunday paper | |
| Christmas present in the middle of June, I' ve been wrong before but so have you, ah ha ha | |
| Looking at the ways you choose to keep it like a dream and a house in the middle | |
| Christmas present in the middle of June, I' ve been fooled before but so have you |