| 作曲 : Herod | |
| There she goes | |
| As white as snow | |
| Off into the forest | |
| Where the allies glow | |
| And love will sway | |
| In story space | |
| Try to think of nothing | |
| Or you'll leave some kind of trace | |
| She's got a telepathic after taste | |
| She is a rabbit but she's got your face | |
| She must have fallen from an apple tree | |
| AND THAT TERRIFIES ME! | |
| When she sings | |
| The song of spring | |
| Lightning in the heavens | |
| Is a trumpet hawkining around | |
| My bloom of paste | |
| Singing this song | |
| Into a stolen lipstick case | |
| She's got a telepathic case | |
| She is your sister but she's got your face | |
| And dirty fingers crawling from the grave | |
| And I'm now terribly sick (?) | |
| And I'm now terribly sick! (?) | |
| That is flood | |
| With flower blood | |
| Covering up the creatures | |
| of the forest up with mud | |
| I swear | |
| Believe this place | |
| never to return | |
| Or ever think about this face | |
| She's got a telepathic after taste | |
| She is your sister but she's got your face | |
| I am a malfunctioning enjoy | |
| You said search and destroy | |
| You said search and destroy... |
| zuo qu : Herod | |
| There she goes | |
| As white as snow | |
| Off into the forest | |
| Where the allies glow | |
| And love will sway | |
| In story space | |
| Try to think of nothing | |
| Or you' ll leave some kind of trace | |
| She' s got a telepathic after taste | |
| She is a rabbit but she' s got your face | |
| She must have fallen from an apple tree | |
| AND THAT TERRIFIES ME! | |
| When she sings | |
| The song of spring | |
| Lightning in the heavens | |
| Is a trumpet hawkining around | |
| My bloom of paste | |
| Singing this song | |
| Into a stolen lipstick case | |
| She' s got a telepathic case | |
| She is your sister but she' s got your face | |
| And dirty fingers crawling from the grave | |
| And I' m now terribly sick ? | |
| And I' m now terribly sick! ? | |
| That is flood | |
| With flower blood | |
| Covering up the creatures | |
| of the forest up with mud | |
| I swear | |
| Believe this place | |
| never to return | |
| Or ever think about this face | |
| She' s got a telepathic after taste | |
| She is your sister but she' s got your face | |
| I am a malfunctioning enjoy | |
| You said search and destroy | |
| You said search and destroy... |
| zuò qǔ : Herod | |
| There she goes | |
| As white as snow | |
| Off into the forest | |
| Where the allies glow | |
| And love will sway | |
| In story space | |
| Try to think of nothing | |
| Or you' ll leave some kind of trace | |
| She' s got a telepathic after taste | |
| She is a rabbit but she' s got your face | |
| She must have fallen from an apple tree | |
| AND THAT TERRIFIES ME! | |
| When she sings | |
| The song of spring | |
| Lightning in the heavens | |
| Is a trumpet hawkining around | |
| My bloom of paste | |
| Singing this song | |
| Into a stolen lipstick case | |
| She' s got a telepathic case | |
| She is your sister but she' s got your face | |
| And dirty fingers crawling from the grave | |
| And I' m now terribly sick ? | |
| And I' m now terribly sick! ? | |
| That is flood | |
| With flower blood | |
| Covering up the creatures | |
| of the forest up with mud | |
| I swear | |
| Believe this place | |
| never to return | |
| Or ever think about this face | |
| She' s got a telepathic after taste | |
| She is your sister but she' s got your face | |
| I am a malfunctioning enjoy | |
| You said search and destroy | |
| You said search and destroy... |