| Song | Sweet Ammonia |
| Artist | Meat Puppets |
| Album | No Joke! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kirkwood | |
| Thieves have brought us invisible make-up | |
| The fires are growing hypnotically thin | |
| Fish are leading us out of the water | |
| Spineless majesty swallows a grin | |
| There's a seed on the wind | |
| There's a rose in the seed | |
| On the petals of the rose | |
| Is the smell of sweet ammonia | |
| Frozen cherubs alight in a glowing tree | |
| Copper locust, invisible string | |
| Fried robots are blowing sweet melodies | |
| Silver frogs in lava stream sing | |
| I am the light beam, | |
| I am the rock | |
| I think I am, | |
| I think I am | |
| I am the lime doll, | |
| I am the dog | |
| I think I am, | |
| I think I am | |
| Pulled a muscle inside my thinking | |
| Not using my head for while | |
| Unearthing the tunneling underground | |
| I bury my head in the sky |
| zuo ci : Kirkwood | |
| Thieves have brought us invisible makeup | |
| The fires are growing hypnotically thin | |
| Fish are leading us out of the water | |
| Spineless majesty swallows a grin | |
| There' s a seed on the wind | |
| There' s a rose in the seed | |
| On the petals of the rose | |
| Is the smell of sweet ammonia | |
| Frozen cherubs alight in a glowing tree | |
| Copper locust, invisible string | |
| Fried robots are blowing sweet melodies | |
| Silver frogs in lava stream sing | |
| I am the light beam, | |
| I am the rock | |
| I think I am, | |
| I think I am | |
| I am the lime doll, | |
| I am the dog | |
| I think I am, | |
| I think I am | |
| Pulled a muscle inside my thinking | |
| Not using my head for while | |
| Unearthing the tunneling underground | |
| I bury my head in the sky |
| zuò cí : Kirkwood | |
| Thieves have brought us invisible makeup | |
| The fires are growing hypnotically thin | |
| Fish are leading us out of the water | |
| Spineless majesty swallows a grin | |
| There' s a seed on the wind | |
| There' s a rose in the seed | |
| On the petals of the rose | |
| Is the smell of sweet ammonia | |
| Frozen cherubs alight in a glowing tree | |
| Copper locust, invisible string | |
| Fried robots are blowing sweet melodies | |
| Silver frogs in lava stream sing | |
| I am the light beam, | |
| I am the rock | |
| I think I am, | |
| I think I am | |
| I am the lime doll, | |
| I am the dog | |
| I think I am, | |
| I think I am | |
| Pulled a muscle inside my thinking | |
| Not using my head for while | |
| Unearthing the tunneling underground | |
| I bury my head in the sky |