| Song | Neenah Menasha |
| Artist | Sponge |
| Album | Rotting Pinata |
| 作词 : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
| To begin but not complete, to sleep but not to wake | |
| To always be lost and to never find the way | |
| No thoughts or memory, no hope or tragedy | |
| A mirror awaits to a reflection of the face | |
| To hit the ground and know the sound, trial by mistake | |
| Deaths of crown we wear around, a smile on a face | |
| They will never hate or lie | |
| They will never break or try | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| They will never wave goodbye | |
| A silence that would not break, loss of a face | |
| The face of a woman that arrives much too late | |
| I break down and she sees the clowns that used to hide away | |
| Death to clowns and all their crowns, a smile on their face | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| They will never hate or lie | |
| They will never say or smile | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| I break down and she sees the clowns | |
| I used to hide away | |
| Death to clowns and all their crowns and the smiles on their face | |
| They will never hate or lie | |
| They will never break or try | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| They will never wave goodbye | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait |
| zuò cí : Cross, Cross, Dombrowski ... | |
| To begin but not complete, to sleep but not to wake | |
| To always be lost and to never find the way | |
| No thoughts or memory, no hope or tragedy | |
| A mirror awaits to a reflection of the face | |
| To hit the ground and know the sound, trial by mistake | |
| Deaths of crown we wear around, a smile on a face | |
| They will never hate or lie | |
| They will never break or try | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| They will never wave goodbye | |
| A silence that would not break, loss of a face | |
| The face of a woman that arrives much too late | |
| I break down and she sees the clowns that used to hide away | |
| Death to clowns and all their crowns, a smile on their face | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| They will never hate or lie | |
| They will never say or smile | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| I break down and she sees the clowns | |
| I used to hide away | |
| Death to clowns and all their crowns and the smiles on their face | |
| They will never hate or lie | |
| They will never break or try | |
| They will never break or cry | |
| They will never wave goodbye | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait | |
| Neenah Menasha | |
| Neenah Menasha will wait |