| Song | Of The Instant |
| Artist | Gang of Four |
| Album | Songs Of The Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gill, King | |
| Who owns what you do? | |
| Who owns what you use? | |
| This land is your land | |
| This land is my land | |
| Right now to touch flesh is real | |
| Let us think only of the instant | |
| There was something that i can't remember | |
| Did you say "i've had enough"? | |
| We are in a happy state | |
| It all comes to those who wait | |
| While others plot the fate of nations | |
| We spent the afternoons in an embrace | |
| Somehow, you can't block it out | |
| The bitter taste of interference | |
| We still try to construct the difference | |
| The space between a word and its sense | |
| We, it seems, can own ourselves | |
| In imagination | |
| Then you say, we make our own world | |
| Not everyone takes what they are given | |
| If we believe what we are saying | |
| We have the chance to include ourselves out | |
| Who owns what you do? | |
| Who owns what you use? | |
| Then you say, we make our own world | |
| Not everyone takes what they are given | |
| There was something that i can't remember | |
| Did you say "i've had enough"? | |
| There was something that i can't remember | |
| We have the chance to include ourselves out |
| zuo ci : Gill, King | |
| Who owns what you do? | |
| Who owns what you use? | |
| This land is your land | |
| This land is my land | |
| Right now to touch flesh is real | |
| Let us think only of the instant | |
| There was something that i can' t remember | |
| Did you say " i' ve had enough"? | |
| We are in a happy state | |
| It all comes to those who wait | |
| While others plot the fate of nations | |
| We spent the afternoons in an embrace | |
| Somehow, you can' t block it out | |
| The bitter taste of interference | |
| We still try to construct the difference | |
| The space between a word and its sense | |
| We, it seems, can own ourselves | |
| In imagination | |
| Then you say, we make our own world | |
| Not everyone takes what they are given | |
| If we believe what we are saying | |
| We have the chance to include ourselves out | |
| Who owns what you do? | |
| Who owns what you use? | |
| Then you say, we make our own world | |
| Not everyone takes what they are given | |
| There was something that i can' t remember | |
| Did you say " i' ve had enough"? | |
| There was something that i can' t remember | |
| We have the chance to include ourselves out |
| zuò cí : Gill, King | |
| Who owns what you do? | |
| Who owns what you use? | |
| This land is your land | |
| This land is my land | |
| Right now to touch flesh is real | |
| Let us think only of the instant | |
| There was something that i can' t remember | |
| Did you say " i' ve had enough"? | |
| We are in a happy state | |
| It all comes to those who wait | |
| While others plot the fate of nations | |
| We spent the afternoons in an embrace | |
| Somehow, you can' t block it out | |
| The bitter taste of interference | |
| We still try to construct the difference | |
| The space between a word and its sense | |
| We, it seems, can own ourselves | |
| In imagination | |
| Then you say, we make our own world | |
| Not everyone takes what they are given | |
| If we believe what we are saying | |
| We have the chance to include ourselves out | |
| Who owns what you do? | |
| Who owns what you use? | |
| Then you say, we make our own world | |
| Not everyone takes what they are given | |
| There was something that i can' t remember | |
| Did you say " i' ve had enough"? | |
| There was something that i can' t remember | |
| We have the chance to include ourselves out |