| Song | Permanent Thing |
| Artist | Jace Everett |
| Album | Red Revelations |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : EVERETT, JACE/PROPHET, CHUCK/MARCOUS | |
| 作曲 : EVERETT, JACE/PROPHET, CHUCK/MARCOUS | |
| Here they come down my street | |
| He's standin' there where I use to be | |
| Look at that stupid grin on his face | |
| Don't he look so out of place? | |
| Poor thing, he can't help himself | |
| Just let him have his turn | |
| But baby, you and I both know | |
| Some gifts can't be returned | |
| He not a permanent thing | |
| The night we met, that's all it took | |
| By the cigarette machine | |
| With the babbling brook | |
| I was lookin' at you | |
| You were lookin' right back | |
| Got down on one knee | |
| And made you laugh | |
| I don't really blame you, girl | |
| For messing with his head | |
| I know that you'll be back before | |
| I see that boy again | |
| He not a permanent thing |
| zuo ci : EVERETT, JACE PROPHET, CHUCK MARCOUS | |
| zuo qu : EVERETT, JACE PROPHET, CHUCK MARCOUS | |
| Here they come down my street | |
| He' s standin' there where I use to be | |
| Look at that stupid grin on his face | |
| Don' t he look so out of place? | |
| Poor thing, he can' t help himself | |
| Just let him have his turn | |
| But baby, you and I both know | |
| Some gifts can' t be returned | |
| He not a permanent thing | |
| The night we met, that' s all it took | |
| By the cigarette machine | |
| With the babbling brook | |
| I was lookin' at you | |
| You were lookin' right back | |
| Got down on one knee | |
| And made you laugh | |
| I don' t really blame you, girl | |
| For messing with his head | |
| I know that you' ll be back before | |
| I see that boy again | |
| He not a permanent thing |
| zuò cí : EVERETT, JACE PROPHET, CHUCK MARCOUS | |
| zuò qǔ : EVERETT, JACE PROPHET, CHUCK MARCOUS | |
| Here they come down my street | |
| He' s standin' there where I use to be | |
| Look at that stupid grin on his face | |
| Don' t he look so out of place? | |
| Poor thing, he can' t help himself | |
| Just let him have his turn | |
| But baby, you and I both know | |
| Some gifts can' t be returned | |
| He not a permanent thing | |
| The night we met, that' s all it took | |
| By the cigarette machine | |
| With the babbling brook | |
| I was lookin' at you | |
| You were lookin' right back | |
| Got down on one knee | |
| And made you laugh | |
| I don' t really blame you, girl | |
| For messing with his head | |
| I know that you' ll be back before | |
| I see that boy again | |
| He not a permanent thing |