| Song | Bossa Nochance |
| Artist | Hatfield and the North |
| Album | Hatfield and the North |
| 作词 : Sinclair | |
| A bed in the sky would make me higher up | |
| than sleeping under this bush | |
| If I had a magic broom, I'd rev it up | |
| and out in space I would whoosh | |
| I'd ask you to be with me there to | |
| do anything you would like to do... | |
| I like singing spaces not bricks | |
| Intervals and all the notes inbetween | |
| I like making big mistakes – | |
| knickerless girls being understood but not seen | |
| But I've got a nasty cold today... | |
| (sniff) | |
| I've run out of words to say "arbitrary" | |
| (Arbitrary) |
| zuò cí : Sinclair | |
| A bed in the sky would make me higher up | |
| than sleeping under this bush | |
| If I had a magic broom, I' d rev it up | |
| and out in space I would whoosh | |
| I' d ask you to be with me there to | |
| do anything you would like to do... | |
| I like singing spaces not bricks | |
| Intervals and all the notes inbetween | |
| I like making big mistakes | |
| knickerless girls being understood but not seen | |
| But I' ve got a nasty cold today... | |
| sniff | |
| I' ve run out of words to say " arbitrary" | |
| Arbitrary |