| Song | Saturday Nite Riot |
| Artist | The Pink Spiders |
| Album | Teenage Graffitti |
| 作曲 : Friction | |
| Hey, hey this is everything today | |
| You've got nothing to complain about | |
| You've got nothing to say | |
| So this had better be good, or you'd better be quiet. | |
| Yeah Cause baby, | |
| I'm not standing in your way | |
| We could paint this city red | |
| Or we could drown it out in gray | |
| If Friday night is a bust, | |
| Saturday is a riot | |
| Yeah Oh Emily, oh, | |
| I love you for your apathy | |
| How you sell it in your diary | |
| It's no secret, you can't die if your life's a mystery | |
| Emily, now you're starving for some sympathy | |
| And you think you've got it worse than me | |
| But you'll see that you can't live if your life's tragedy | |
| Hey, hey girl you're driving me insane | |
| You're obnoxious when they're pretty | |
| You're ecstatic when they're plain | |
| But this is my design, this is my roller coaster | |
| Yeah And you said | |
| I won't be happy 'til | |
| I'm dead But | |
| I told you once before and girl | |
| I meant it when | |
| I said I don't wanna be close, | |
| I just wanna be closer | |
| Yeah Oh Emily, oh, | |
| I love you for your apathy | |
| How you sell it in your diary | |
| It's no secret, you can't die if your life's a mystery | |
| Emily, now you're starving for some sympathy | |
| And you think you've got it worse than me | |
| But you'll see that you can't live if your life's tragedy | |
| All alone and very ordinary (so very) | |
| When your duress is now your sanctuary (you've got it all wrong) | |
| You've got it wrong | |
| But I've never been the type to walk away so fast | |
| Cause there's no way out until | |
| I shout Oh | |
| Emily, I only love you for your apathy | |
| How you sell it in your diary | |
| It's no secret, you can't die if your life's a mystery | |
| Emily, now you're starving for some sympathy | |
| And you think you've got it worse than me | |
| But you'll see that you can't live if your life's tragedy |
| zuò qǔ : Friction | |
| Hey, hey this is everything today | |
| You' ve got nothing to complain about | |
| You' ve got nothing to say | |
| So this had better be good, or you' d better be quiet. | |
| Yeah Cause baby, | |
| I' m not standing in your way | |
| We could paint this city red | |
| Or we could drown it out in gray | |
| If Friday night is a bust, | |
| Saturday is a riot | |
| Yeah Oh Emily, oh, | |
| I love you for your apathy | |
| How you sell it in your diary | |
| It' s no secret, you can' t die if your life' s a mystery | |
| Emily, now you' re starving for some sympathy | |
| And you think you' ve got it worse than me | |
| But you' ll see that you can' t live if your life' s tragedy | |
| Hey, hey girl you' re driving me insane | |
| You' re obnoxious when they' re pretty | |
| You' re ecstatic when they' re plain | |
| But this is my design, this is my roller coaster | |
| Yeah And you said | |
| I won' t be happy ' til | |
| I' m dead But | |
| I told you once before and girl | |
| I meant it when | |
| I said I don' t wanna be close, | |
| I just wanna be closer | |
| Yeah Oh Emily, oh, | |
| I love you for your apathy | |
| How you sell it in your diary | |
| It' s no secret, you can' t die if your life' s a mystery | |
| Emily, now you' re starving for some sympathy | |
| And you think you' ve got it worse than me | |
| But you' ll see that you can' t live if your life' s tragedy | |
| All alone and very ordinary so very | |
| When your duress is now your sanctuary you' ve got it all wrong | |
| You' ve got it wrong | |
| But I' ve never been the type to walk away so fast | |
| Cause there' s no way out until | |
| I shout Oh | |
| Emily, I only love you for your apathy | |
| How you sell it in your diary | |
| It' s no secret, you can' t die if your life' s a mystery | |
| Emily, now you' re starving for some sympathy | |
| And you think you' ve got it worse than me | |
| But you' ll see that you can' t live if your life' s tragedy |