| Song | The Sins of Memphisto |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | The Missing Years |
| 作词 : Prine | |
| From the bells of st mary | |
| To the count of monte cristo | |
| Nothing can stop | |
| Nothing can stop | |
| Nothing can stop | |
| The sins of memphisto | |
| Sally used to play with her hula hoops | |
| Now she tells her problems to therapy groups | |
| Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake | |
| Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake | |
| I'm sitting on the front steps drinking orange crush | |
| Wondering if it's possible if i could still blush | |
| Uh huh oh yeah | |
| A boy on a bike with courduroy slacks | |
| Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks | |
| He waits for the whistle on the train to scream | |
| So he can close his eyes and begin to dream | |
| Uh huh oh yeah | |
| The hands on his watch spin slowly around | |
| With his mind on a bus that goes all over town | |
| Looking at the babies and the factories | |
| And listening to the music of mister squeeze | |
| As if by magic or remote control | |
| He finds a piece of a puzzle | |
| That he missed in his soul | |
| Uh huh oh yeah | |
| Adam and eve and lucy and ricky | |
| Bit the big apple and got a little sticky | |
| Esmeralda and the hunchback of notre dame | |
| They humped each other like they had no shame | |
| They paused as they posed for a polaroid photo | |
| She whispered in his ear "exactly odo quasi modo" |
| zuò cí : Prine | |
| From the bells of st mary | |
| To the count of monte cristo | |
| Nothing can stop | |
| Nothing can stop | |
| Nothing can stop | |
| The sins of memphisto | |
| Sally used to play with her hula hoops | |
| Now she tells her problems to therapy groups | |
| Grampa' s on the front lawn staring at a rake | |
| Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake | |
| I' m sitting on the front steps drinking orange crush | |
| Wondering if it' s possible if i could still blush | |
| Uh huh oh yeah | |
| A boy on a bike with courduroy slacks | |
| Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks | |
| He waits for the whistle on the train to scream | |
| So he can close his eyes and begin to dream | |
| Uh huh oh yeah | |
| The hands on his watch spin slowly around | |
| With his mind on a bus that goes all over town | |
| Looking at the babies and the factories | |
| And listening to the music of mister squeeze | |
| As if by magic or remote control | |
| He finds a piece of a puzzle | |
| That he missed in his soul | |
| Uh huh oh yeah | |
| Adam and eve and lucy and ricky | |
| Bit the big apple and got a little sticky | |
| Esmeralda and the hunchback of notre dame | |
| They humped each other like they had no shame | |
| They paused as they posed for a polaroid photo | |
| She whispered in his ear " exactly odo quasi modo" |