1, 2, 3, Beep, Beep (1,2,3，哔哔) (Remaster) - Colin Newman
Written by：Colin Newman
In the army we were marching we were waiting for our rations
But there's something in the climate that can surely kill my temper
But the food's all mine yes I got to make a statement
It's a pity they've forgotten how to say it
I'm sure that you're beside yourself but I can only shrug
Another situation with another set of rules
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
In the army we were marching we were waiting for our rations
But there's something in the climate that can surely kill my temper
But the food's all mine yes I got to make a statement
It's a pity they've forgotten how to say it
I'm sure that you're beside yourself but I can only shrug
Another situation with another set of rules
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep