| Song | 32nd Floor |
| Artist | The House of Love |
| Album | House Of Love |
| 作曲 : Guy Chadwick | |
| 作词 : Chadwick | |
| Don't believe his heart, I beg you please it lies | |
| There's murder in the eyes of men and treason in the sky | |
| She crossed the room in honour and took his words in vain | |
| He smiled the smile of murder | |
| And in his head, shook his hand | |
| Take me to your sister -in you and her is love | |
| It's beautiful and soothing, it's logic and it's sane | |
| Take me through the evening, on my 32nd floor | |
| And I'll never ask for more | |
| Money is the heartache, moral is the shame | |
| Duty comes to those who love the numbers and the name | |
| So find the State of Israel, find the State of Rome | |
| Crush the fools, in huts of clay, there's danger in the garden | |
| Take me to your Station, take me through your mind | |
| Drop that code you give me, just let me feel your mind | |
| Take me through the evening, on my 32nd floor | |
| And I'll never ask for more | |
| Hit me in the darkroom - I've never loved before | |
| I've shook and screamed in lonely times | |
| But I've never loved before | |
| Take me to your sister - in you and her is love | |
| It's beautiful and soothing, it's logic and it's sane | |
| Help me through the evening, on my 32nd floor | |
| And I'll never ask for more |
| zuò qǔ : Guy Chadwick | |
| zuò cí : Chadwick | |
| Don' t believe his heart, I beg you please it lies | |
| There' s murder in the eyes of men and treason in the sky | |
| She crossed the room in honour and took his words in vain | |
| He smiled the smile of murder | |
| And in his head, shook his hand | |
| Take me to your sister in you and her is love | |
| It' s beautiful and soothing, it' s logic and it' s sane | |
| Take me through the evening, on my 32nd floor | |
| And I' ll never ask for more | |
| Money is the heartache, moral is the shame | |
| Duty comes to those who love the numbers and the name | |
| So find the State of Israel, find the State of Rome | |
| Crush the fools, in huts of clay, there' s danger in the garden | |
| Take me to your Station, take me through your mind | |
| Drop that code you give me, just let me feel your mind | |
| Take me through the evening, on my 32nd floor | |
| And I' ll never ask for more | |
| Hit me in the darkroom I' ve never loved before | |
| I' ve shook and screamed in lonely times | |
| But I' ve never loved before | |
| Take me to your sister in you and her is love | |
| It' s beautiful and soothing, it' s logic and it' s sane | |
| Help me through the evening, on my 32nd floor | |
| And I' ll never ask for more |