| Song | I'm Designer |
| Artist | Queens of the Stone Age |
| Album | Era Vulgaris |
| 作词 : Castillo, Homme, VanLeeuwen | |
| My generation's for sale, beats a steady job | |
| How much have you got? | |
| My generation don't trust no one | |
| It's hard to blame, not even ourselves | |
| The thing that's real for us is fortune and fame | |
| All the rest seems like work | |
| It's just like diamonds in shit | |
| I'm high class, | |
| I'm a whore | |
| Actually both, basically | |
| I'm a proWe've all got our own style of baggage | |
| Why hump it yourself? | |
| You've made me an offer that | |
| I can't refuse | |
| Course either way, | |
| I get screwed | |
| Counter proposal | |
| I go home and jerk off | |
| It's truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| It's truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| You don't own, you don't own | |
| You don't own, you don't own | |
| You don't own what none can buy | |
| You don't own, you don't own, neither do | |
| IHigh and mighty, you say selling out is a shame | |
| Is that the name of your boo? | |
| Push a silver spoon in your ass | |
| No more holding us down | |
| Down dog, down mutt, nice mutt | |
| You're insulted, you can't be bought or sold | |
| Translation offer too low | |
| You don't know what you're worth | |
| It isn't much, my piano's for sale | |
| How many times must | |
| I sell myself | |
| Before my pieces are gone? | |
| I'm one of a kind, | |
| I'm designer | |
| Never again will | |
| I repeat myself | |
| Enough is never enough | |
| Never again will | |
| I repeat myself | |
| It used to be the plan was screwing the man | |
| Now it's have sex with the man after he buys | |
| You.com for sale at a low, low price | |
| It's truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| It's truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| You don't own, you don't own | |
| You don't own, baby | |
| You don't own what none can buy | |
| You don't own, you don't own | |
| What none can buy, neither do | |
| I |
| zuò cí : Castillo, Homme, VanLeeuwen | |
| My generation' s for sale, beats a steady job | |
| How much have you got? | |
| My generation don' t trust no one | |
| It' s hard to blame, not even ourselves | |
| The thing that' s real for us is fortune and fame | |
| All the rest seems like work | |
| It' s just like diamonds in shit | |
| I' m high class, | |
| I' m a whore | |
| Actually both, basically | |
| I' m a proWe' ve all got our own style of baggage | |
| Why hump it yourself? | |
| You' ve made me an offer that | |
| I can' t refuse | |
| Course either way, | |
| I get screwed | |
| Counter proposal | |
| I go home and jerk off | |
| It' s truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| It' s truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| You don' t own, you don' t own | |
| You don' t own, you don' t own | |
| You don' t own what none can buy | |
| You don' t own, you don' t own, neither do | |
| IHigh and mighty, you say selling out is a shame | |
| Is that the name of your boo? | |
| Push a silver spoon in your ass | |
| No more holding us down | |
| Down dog, down mutt, nice mutt | |
| You' re insulted, you can' t be bought or sold | |
| Translation offer too low | |
| You don' t know what you' re worth | |
| It isn' t much, my piano' s for sale | |
| How many times must | |
| I sell myself | |
| Before my pieces are gone? | |
| I' m one of a kind, | |
| I' m designer | |
| Never again will | |
| I repeat myself | |
| Enough is never enough | |
| Never again will | |
| I repeat myself | |
| It used to be the plan was screwing the man | |
| Now it' s have sex with the man after he buys | |
| You. com for sale at a low, low price | |
| It' s truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| It' s truly a lie, | |
| I counterfeit myself | |
| You don' t own, you don' t own | |
| You don' t own, baby | |
| You don' t own what none can buy | |
| You don' t own, you don' t own | |
| What none can buy, neither do | |
| I |