| Song | Blueberry Boat |
| Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
| Album | Blueberry Boat |
| 作曲 : Friedberger | |
| Pontoon put-put with the tape on ten | |
| Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine | |
| I'm sliding the sunfish up through the wakes | |
| Coming up too quick, making mistakes | |
| Quiet climb the chrome ladder in the front | |
| While they're all yawning, under the awning | |
| Astro turf green hot to the touch | |
| Sneak open the cooler, they've got too much | |
| Past Taipei, through the Taiwan straits | |
| We sailed on in, me and my mates | |
| It was my first time running my own ship | |
| But my buddies didn't care they didn't give me no lip | |
| So many times we've been side by side | |
| But I never carried a load with so much pride | |
| You see I'm from Grand Rapids and up my way | |
| We grow the best blueberries in the U.S. of A. | |
| And when we pull into old H.K. | |
| The little markets'll have something special next day | |
| At dawn I had a scotch and made them switch off the porn | |
| 'Cause there's nothing that's dirty about the ocean in the morn | |
| The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
| When they came starboard side up from behind | |
| Down below deck sip the south island sec | |
| Think when last put in port, I was sorting the sort | |
| And then a girl caught my eye, as she was waving goodbye | |
| Tell me my dear, I said warm and sincere, who do you know on the ship | |
| And then she curled up her lip | |
| I don't know no one there yet, but just wait, see what you get | |
| Pop the top and drink your drop we'll never go home | |
| Curse and cry and why oh why we'll never go home | |
| We'll never go home | |
| The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
| When they came starboard side up from behind | |
| I never saw them coming even though it was light | |
| They beat two of my men simply out of spite | |
| And then they came back to the helm, kicked me over and said | |
| Do what we say or we'll kill you and your men | |
| I looked back at those pirates with their beady little eyes | |
| I gathered my courage and I could see their surprise | |
| When I said, Go ahead you could cut my throat | |
| But you ain't never getting the cargo of my blueberry boat | |
| It's sad and it's cold at the bottom of the sea | |
| But at least I got my blueberries with me |
| zuò qǔ : Friedberger | |
| Pontoon putput with the tape on ten | |
| Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine | |
| I' m sliding the sunfish up through the wakes | |
| Coming up too quick, making mistakes | |
| Quiet climb the chrome ladder in the front | |
| While they' re all yawning, under the awning | |
| Astro turf green hot to the touch | |
| Sneak open the cooler, they' ve got too much | |
| Past Taipei, through the Taiwan straits | |
| We sailed on in, me and my mates | |
| It was my first time running my own ship | |
| But my buddies didn' t care they didn' t give me no lip | |
| So many times we' ve been side by side | |
| But I never carried a load with so much pride | |
| You see I' m from Grand Rapids and up my way | |
| We grow the best blueberries in the U. S. of A. | |
| And when we pull into old H. K. | |
| The little markets' ll have something special next day | |
| At dawn I had a scotch and made them switch off the porn | |
| ' Cause there' s nothing that' s dirty about the ocean in the morn | |
| The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
| When they came starboard side up from behind | |
| Down below deck sip the south island sec | |
| Think when last put in port, I was sorting the sort | |
| And then a girl caught my eye, as she was waving goodbye | |
| Tell me my dear, I said warm and sincere, who do you know on the ship | |
| And then she curled up her lip | |
| I don' t know no one there yet, but just wait, see what you get | |
| Pop the top and drink your drop we' ll never go home | |
| Curse and cry and why oh why we' ll never go home | |
| We' ll never go home | |
| The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind | |
| When they came starboard side up from behind | |
| I never saw them coming even though it was light | |
| They beat two of my men simply out of spite | |
| And then they came back to the helm, kicked me over and said | |
| Do what we say or we' ll kill you and your men | |
| I looked back at those pirates with their beady little eyes | |
| I gathered my courage and I could see their surprise | |
| When I said, Go ahead you could cut my throat | |
| But you ain' t never getting the cargo of my blueberry boat | |
| It' s sad and it' s cold at the bottom of the sea | |
| But at least I got my blueberries with me |