| Song | Last Call At The Toothless Saloon |
| Artist | The Black Halos |
| Album | Alive Without Control |
| 作曲 : Black Halos | |
| Don't want to die in this | |
| Has Been Town | |
| There's too much sorrow | |
| I fear I'll drown | |
| Where happy hours go down the drain | |
| Don't want to be no nameless face | |
| Talking all about the olden days | |
| And all my friends who made the grave | |
| Yeah all the ones who couldn't wait. | |
| I've got no time to waste on bottled sympathy | |
| I've got no time to waste on drunken eulogies | |
| Don't count me out | |
| Don't call me history | |
| I'm not dead don't bury me | |
| Shut your jaded mouth | |
| And spare your jealous teeth | |
| I'm not dead don't bury me. | |
| Don't want to be no clean teen dream | |
| A green machine selling magazines | |
| Their average lifespan is a week | |
| Don't want to preach no politics bow down to bullshit | |
| Like a hypocrite | |
| No I don't feel no unity | |
| No I don't want your company. | |
| I've got no time to waste on bottled sympathy | |
| I've got no time to waste on drunken eulogies | |
| So don't count me out | |
| Don't call me history | |
| I'm not dead don't bury me | |
| Shut your jaded mouth | |
| And spare your jealous teeth | |
| I'm not dead don't bury me. |
| zuò qǔ : Black Halos | |
| Don' t want to die in this | |
| Has Been Town | |
| There' s too much sorrow | |
| I fear I' ll drown | |
| Where happy hours go down the drain | |
| Don' t want to be no nameless face | |
| Talking all about the olden days | |
| And all my friends who made the grave | |
| Yeah all the ones who couldn' t wait. | |
| I' ve got no time to waste on bottled sympathy | |
| I' ve got no time to waste on drunken eulogies | |
| Don' t count me out | |
| Don' t call me history | |
| I' m not dead don' t bury me | |
| Shut your jaded mouth | |
| And spare your jealous teeth | |
| I' m not dead don' t bury me. | |
| Don' t want to be no clean teen dream | |
| A green machine selling magazines | |
| Their average lifespan is a week | |
| Don' t want to preach no politics bow down to bullshit | |
| Like a hypocrite | |
| No I don' t feel no unity | |
| No I don' t want your company. | |
| I' ve got no time to waste on bottled sympathy | |
| I' ve got no time to waste on drunken eulogies | |
| So don' t count me out | |
| Don' t call me history | |
| I' m not dead don' t bury me | |
| Shut your jaded mouth | |
| And spare your jealous teeth | |
| I' m not dead don' t bury me. |