| Song | Goalhanger |
| Artist | Billy Bragg |
| Album | William Bloke |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bragg | |
| He's got the bonhomie of a game show host | |
| And his handshake is so limp its like meeting a ghost | |
| His apologies are tired cos he uses them a lot | |
| His excuses are so lame if they were horses they'd be shot | |
| He lies through his teeth with impeccable grammar | |
| In the game of life he's just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| Keeping all his options open till the very last minute | |
| Checking every situation trying to work out what's in it | |
| Trying to nail him down is like nailing water to a wall | |
| He's incapable of making a commitment at all | |
| Like trying to knock in a nail with an inflatable hammer | |
| In the game of life he's just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| Yesterday upon the stair i met a man who's never there | |
| He won't be there again today | |
| Well, that's what he told me to say | |
| He's got the natural arrogance of an exclamation mark | |
| And he wishes his bite was a big as his bark | |
| He's appealing to the referee at every single stage | |
| He's a fuzzy little bundle of impotent rage | |
| And when he ought to have patience, he only has anger | |
| In the game of life he's just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| His lack of humility defies imagination | |
| And he hangs round like a fart in a russian space station | |
| He doesn't even notice as he sells you down the river | |
| Cos he's one of life's takers and he's looking for a giver | |
| He smirks and shrugs his shoulders as he drops another clanger | |
| In the game of life he's just a dreadful goalhanger |
| zuo ci : Bragg | |
| He' s got the bonhomie of a game show host | |
| And his handshake is so limp its like meeting a ghost | |
| His apologies are tired cos he uses them a lot | |
| His excuses are so lame if they were horses they' d be shot | |
| He lies through his teeth with impeccable grammar | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| Keeping all his options open till the very last minute | |
| Checking every situation trying to work out what' s in it | |
| Trying to nail him down is like nailing water to a wall | |
| He' s incapable of making a commitment at all | |
| Like trying to knock in a nail with an inflatable hammer | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| Yesterday upon the stair i met a man who' s never there | |
| He won' t be there again today | |
| Well, that' s what he told me to say | |
| He' s got the natural arrogance of an exclamation mark | |
| And he wishes his bite was a big as his bark | |
| He' s appealing to the referee at every single stage | |
| He' s a fuzzy little bundle of impotent rage | |
| And when he ought to have patience, he only has anger | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| His lack of humility defies imagination | |
| And he hangs round like a fart in a russian space station | |
| He doesn' t even notice as he sells you down the river | |
| Cos he' s one of life' s takers and he' s looking for a giver | |
| He smirks and shrugs his shoulders as he drops another clanger | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger |
| zuò cí : Bragg | |
| He' s got the bonhomie of a game show host | |
| And his handshake is so limp its like meeting a ghost | |
| His apologies are tired cos he uses them a lot | |
| His excuses are so lame if they were horses they' d be shot | |
| He lies through his teeth with impeccable grammar | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| Keeping all his options open till the very last minute | |
| Checking every situation trying to work out what' s in it | |
| Trying to nail him down is like nailing water to a wall | |
| He' s incapable of making a commitment at all | |
| Like trying to knock in a nail with an inflatable hammer | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| Yesterday upon the stair i met a man who' s never there | |
| He won' t be there again today | |
| Well, that' s what he told me to say | |
| He' s got the natural arrogance of an exclamation mark | |
| And he wishes his bite was a big as his bark | |
| He' s appealing to the referee at every single stage | |
| He' s a fuzzy little bundle of impotent rage | |
| And when he ought to have patience, he only has anger | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger | |
| His lack of humility defies imagination | |
| And he hangs round like a fart in a russian space station | |
| He doesn' t even notice as he sells you down the river | |
| Cos he' s one of life' s takers and he' s looking for a giver | |
| He smirks and shrugs his shoulders as he drops another clanger | |
| In the game of life he' s just a dreadful goalhanger |