| 作曲 : Naomi | |
| There's no entry to your country | |
| There's no entry to your country | |
| It's all yours, go collect | |
| All confidence, all self-respect | |
| You never sleep, I never dream | |
| All joy is just amphetamine | |
| There's no entry to your country | |
| There's no entry to your country | |
| You've been bad, you've been good | |
| You've been pure Hollywood | |
| So clench that fist and grit those teeth | |
| All that anger underneath | |
| There's no entry to your country | |
| There's no entry to your country | |
| Oh what a loss, oh what a waste | |
| What a dreadful aftertaste | |
| You kept out pain and misery | |
| But most of all you kept out me | |
| There's no entry to your country | |
| There's no entry to your country |
| zuo qu : Naomi | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| It' s all yours, go collect | |
| All confidence, all selfrespect | |
| You never sleep, I never dream | |
| All joy is just amphetamine | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| You' ve been bad, you' ve been good | |
| You' ve been pure Hollywood | |
| So clench that fist and grit those teeth | |
| All that anger underneath | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| Oh what a loss, oh what a waste | |
| What a dreadful aftertaste | |
| You kept out pain and misery | |
| But most of all you kept out me | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country |
| zuò qǔ : Naomi | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| It' s all yours, go collect | |
| All confidence, all selfrespect | |
| You never sleep, I never dream | |
| All joy is just amphetamine | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| You' ve been bad, you' ve been good | |
| You' ve been pure Hollywood | |
| So clench that fist and grit those teeth | |
| All that anger underneath | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| Oh what a loss, oh what a waste | |
| What a dreadful aftertaste | |
| You kept out pain and misery | |
| But most of all you kept out me | |
| There' s no entry to your country | |
| There' s no entry to your country |
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