| Song | Monuments For A Dead Century |
| Artist | The Boo Radleys |
| Album | Kingsize |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carr | |
| And now the dust has settled | |
| I’m still left with me | |
| Still trying to think of what it is | |
| I’d like to be | |
| Always looking for the easy exit out | |
| Never stopping to wonder why | |
| Colours faded by the raping of the land | |
| Colours diluted by the raping of woman | |
| We celebrate the life and history of man | |
| How we suffer for all we’ve achieved | |
| I’ve never met you | |
| Philip Morris but | |
| I know You treat me like | |
| I was the son you never killed | |
| I am your servant and yes you have raised me well | |
| Will you put flowers on my grave | |
| M.I.L.L.E. | |
| N.I.U.M.-I want to spend it with you | |
| Trying to make some sense of this | |
| I can’t work it out (Nobody lives here anymore) | |
| A trophy for our new captain who’ll blame someone else (We should have spent the days on so much more) | |
| They’re building a monument a for a dead century |
| zuo ci : Carr | |
| And now the dust has settled | |
| I' m still left with me | |
| Still trying to think of what it is | |
| I' d like to be | |
| Always looking for the easy exit out | |
| Never stopping to wonder why | |
| Colours faded by the raping of the land | |
| Colours diluted by the raping of woman | |
| We celebrate the life and history of man | |
| How we suffer for all we' ve achieved | |
| I' ve never met you | |
| Philip Morris but | |
| I know You treat me like | |
| I was the son you never killed | |
| I am your servant and yes you have raised me well | |
| Will you put flowers on my grave | |
| M. I. L. L. E. | |
| N. I. U. M. I want to spend it with you | |
| Trying to make some sense of this | |
| I can' t work it out Nobody lives here anymore | |
| A trophy for our new captain who' ll blame someone else We should have spent the days on so much more | |
| They' re building a monument a for a dead century |
| zuò cí : Carr | |
| And now the dust has settled | |
| I' m still left with me | |
| Still trying to think of what it is | |
| I' d like to be | |
| Always looking for the easy exit out | |
| Never stopping to wonder why | |
| Colours faded by the raping of the land | |
| Colours diluted by the raping of woman | |
| We celebrate the life and history of man | |
| How we suffer for all we' ve achieved | |
| I' ve never met you | |
| Philip Morris but | |
| I know You treat me like | |
| I was the son you never killed | |
| I am your servant and yes you have raised me well | |
| Will you put flowers on my grave | |
| M. I. L. L. E. | |
| N. I. U. M. I want to spend it with you | |
| Trying to make some sense of this | |
| I can' t work it out Nobody lives here anymore | |
| A trophy for our new captain who' ll blame someone else We should have spent the days on so much more | |
| They' re building a monument a for a dead century |