| Song | You Beautiful Militant |
| Artist | The Brunettes |
| Album | Mars Loves Venus |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Milne | |
| Killing is easy in carpark confusions | |
| Your headache is drizzly your mind is opaque | |
| The chalk on your tyres it dampens your fires | |
| Your smoke signals rising all though the next week | |
| You beautiful militant | |
| You pick up your gun | |
| And shoot everyone | |
| You know what to do | |
| To those who don't like you | |
| The neighbourhood dogs are yapping and fighting | |
| Domestics are breaking out over the road | |
| Your consumer rights are consuming your nights | |
| There's ants in your sugar and ants in your tea | |
| You beautiful militant | |
| You pick up your gun | |
| And shoot everyone | |
| You know what to do | |
| To those who don't like you |
| zuo qu : Milne | |
| Killing is easy in carpark confusions | |
| Your headache is drizzly your mind is opaque | |
| The chalk on your tyres it dampens your fires | |
| Your smoke signals rising all though the next week | |
| You beautiful militant | |
| You pick up your gun | |
| And shoot everyone | |
| You know what to do | |
| To those who don' t like you | |
| The neighbourhood dogs are yapping and fighting | |
| Domestics are breaking out over the road | |
| Your consumer rights are consuming your nights | |
| There' s ants in your sugar and ants in your tea | |
| You beautiful militant | |
| You pick up your gun | |
| And shoot everyone | |
| You know what to do | |
| To those who don' t like you |
| zuò qǔ : Milne | |
| Killing is easy in carpark confusions | |
| Your headache is drizzly your mind is opaque | |
| The chalk on your tyres it dampens your fires | |
| Your smoke signals rising all though the next week | |
| You beautiful militant | |
| You pick up your gun | |
| And shoot everyone | |
| You know what to do | |
| To those who don' t like you | |
| The neighbourhood dogs are yapping and fighting | |
| Domestics are breaking out over the road | |
| Your consumer rights are consuming your nights | |
| There' s ants in your sugar and ants in your tea | |
| You beautiful militant | |
| You pick up your gun | |
| And shoot everyone | |
| You know what to do | |
| To those who don' t like you |