| Song | Bound In A Nutshell |
| Artist | The Lightning Seeds |
| Album | Cloudcuckooland |
| 作词 : Broudie | |
| Bound in a nutshell | |
| Lost in our weary eyes | |
| We're tumbledown people | |
| Leading our tumbledown lives | |
| Breath of life (breath of life) | |
| Could make our engines roar | |
| We're far from power, north of desire | |
| High and dry, hoping you'll send us | |
| From your mouth instead of lies | |
| A kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| Broken, bound and battered | |
| Freezing on picket lines | |
| A colder frost can shatter | |
| And chain us for all our lives | |
| But a breath of life (breath of life) | |
| Can make our engines roar | |
| We're far from power, north of desire | |
| Tied and bound by all these lies | |
| As step by step, open, tired eyes | |
| Give a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| They spin our world from cruel to kind | |
| And make our futures a downward slide | |
| The strong get strong, but still want more | |
| But day by day the giants thaw | |
| Tomorrow must be calling | |
| With an open door | |
| There's no one left to start our | |
| Revolution anymore | |
| We need some flames (we need some flames) | |
| To burn down every door | |
| Oh, we're far from power, north of desire | |
| High and dry, hoping you'll send us | |
| From your mouth instead of lies | |
| A kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| Far from power, north of desire | |
| Tied and bound by all these lies | |
| Step by step, open, tired eyes | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants |
| zuò cí : Broudie | |
| Bound in a nutshell | |
| Lost in our weary eyes | |
| We' re tumbledown people | |
| Leading our tumbledown lives | |
| Breath of life breath of life | |
| Could make our engines roar | |
| We' re far from power, north of desire | |
| High and dry, hoping you' ll send us | |
| From your mouth instead of lies | |
| A kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| Broken, bound and battered | |
| Freezing on picket lines | |
| A colder frost can shatter | |
| And chain us for all our lives | |
| But a breath of life breath of life | |
| Can make our engines roar | |
| We' re far from power, north of desire | |
| Tied and bound by all these lies | |
| As step by step, open, tired eyes | |
| Give a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| They spin our world from cruel to kind | |
| And make our futures a downward slide | |
| The strong get strong, but still want more | |
| But day by day the giants thaw | |
| Tomorrow must be calling | |
| With an open door | |
| There' s no one left to start our | |
| Revolution anymore | |
| We need some flames we need some flames | |
| To burn down every door | |
| Oh, we' re far from power, north of desire | |
| High and dry, hoping you' ll send us | |
| From your mouth instead of lies | |
| A kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| Far from power, north of desire | |
| Tied and bound by all these lies | |
| Step by step, open, tired eyes | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants | |
| With a kiss of life for sleeping giants |