| Song | Draygos Guilt (Remastered) |
| Artist | The Fall |
| Album | The Wonderful And Frightening World Of The Fall (Omnibus Edition) |
| 作曲 : SMITH (GB) MARK EDWARD | |
| 作词 : SMITH (GB) MARK EDWARD | |
| I am the one who gave you a chance in life | |
| How could you try and end my life | |
| Chorus： | |
| Draygo's guilt | |
| Still apparent | |
| Draygo's guilt | |
| Still | |
| How long is long in a hellish place? | |
| And dreams today are draining us dry | |
| And i proclaim some loyalty frightened me | |
| Master bold morals get reptiles and ankles | |
| Chorus | |
| A spiritual king has to rise or perish | |
| And throw away the charity handouts | |
| Blow his nose on last pound note | |
| Scan window menus and walk away but | |
| Chorus | |
| Sit still | |
| Hate from the hills | |
| And all the bands still dream of photo-draygo | |
| The county of lancs dreams of photo-draygo | |
| Guitars in hands that turn and stab you | |
| And sexy with bass dreams of photo-draygo | |
| But | |
| Chorus | |
| Hate from the hills | |
| How many times do i have to say this | |
| I should not have to say this | |
| But each time the blood was clear like liquid gold |
| zuò qǔ : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
| zuò cí : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
| I am the one who gave you a chance in life | |
| How could you try and end my life | |
| Chorus: | |
| Draygo' s guilt | |
| Still apparent | |
| Draygo' s guilt | |
| Still | |
| How long is long in a hellish place? | |
| And dreams today are draining us dry | |
| And i proclaim some loyalty frightened me | |
| Master bold morals get reptiles and ankles | |
| Chorus | |
| A spiritual king has to rise or perish | |
| And throw away the charity handouts | |
| Blow his nose on last pound note | |
| Scan window menus and walk away but | |
| Chorus | |
| Sit still | |
| Hate from the hills | |
| And all the bands still dream of photodraygo | |
| The county of lancs dreams of photodraygo | |
| Guitars in hands that turn and stab you | |
| And sexy with bass dreams of photodraygo | |
| But | |
| Chorus | |
| Hate from the hills | |
| How many times do i have to say this | |
| I should not have to say this | |
| But each time the blood was clear like liquid gold |