| Song | So Much for Honour Among Thieves |
| Artist | Paint It Black |
| Album | New Lexicon |
| 作曲 : Paint It Black | |
| There's a price on our heads. | |
| Remember when we couldn't give it away? | |
| They want to see us dead, but they'll be happy just to watch the decay. | |
| And I've been reading about our demise. | |
| Trying to see myself through your eyes. | |
| Well, it's an open casket wake. | |
| Enjoy the show. | |
| I heard the herd is nervous, that the murdered verb disturbed it. | |
| Anabolic egos can't consider how their words hit. | |
| Translation: no action, just consumer satisfaction. light a match & watch the rats dividing into factions. | |
| There will be no more heroes; there will be no more "death or glory," | |
| Just second story men, selling second-hand stories. |
| zuò qǔ : Paint It Black | |
| There' s a price on our heads. | |
| Remember when we couldn' t give it away? | |
| They want to see us dead, but they' ll be happy just to watch the decay. | |
| And I' ve been reading about our demise. | |
| Trying to see myself through your eyes. | |
| Well, it' s an open casket wake. | |
| Enjoy the show. | |
| I heard the herd is nervous, that the murdered verb disturbed it. | |
| Anabolic egos can' t consider how their words hit. | |
| Translation: no action, just consumer satisfaction. light a match watch the rats dividing into factions. | |
| There will be no more heroes there will be no more " death or glory," | |
| Just second story men, selling secondhand stories. |