| Song | Flanagan's Song |
| Artist | Robyn Hitchcock |
| Album | Spooked |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hitchcock | |
| All the young girls look like ravens | |
| As they flock around the pool | |
| And they peck at their reflection | |
| In the shadows of men's drool | |
| I could look out there forever | |
| Forever has no holes | |
| Through the windows of eternity | |
| You can glimpse the passing souls | |
| This party's over | |
| The bells are ringing themselves | |
| I'm going home | |
| She was standing on the table | |
| With a message on her skin | |
| I'm a look right in her eyes | |
| But I could not see in | |
| I have loved you from a distance | |
| Loved you from up close | |
| Like the tiny frog that breathes | |
| I can nestle in your cloak | |
| This party's over | |
| The bells are ringing themselves | |
| And I'm going home | |
| I was always in a hurry | |
| But I never knew what for | |
| Paranoia chased me out | |
| And then time just closed the door | |
| Now the party's over | |
| The drugs are taking themselves | |
| And I'm going home |
| zuo ci : Hitchcock | |
| All the young girls look like ravens | |
| As they flock around the pool | |
| And they peck at their reflection | |
| In the shadows of men' s drool | |
| I could look out there forever | |
| Forever has no holes | |
| Through the windows of eternity | |
| You can glimpse the passing souls | |
| This party' s over | |
| The bells are ringing themselves | |
| I' m going home | |
| She was standing on the table | |
| With a message on her skin | |
| I' m a look right in her eyes | |
| But I could not see in | |
| I have loved you from a distance | |
| Loved you from up close | |
| Like the tiny frog that breathes | |
| I can nestle in your cloak | |
| This party' s over | |
| The bells are ringing themselves | |
| And I' m going home | |
| I was always in a hurry | |
| But I never knew what for | |
| Paranoia chased me out | |
| And then time just closed the door | |
| Now the party' s over | |
| The drugs are taking themselves | |
| And I' m going home |
| zuò cí : Hitchcock | |
| All the young girls look like ravens | |
| As they flock around the pool | |
| And they peck at their reflection | |
| In the shadows of men' s drool | |
| I could look out there forever | |
| Forever has no holes | |
| Through the windows of eternity | |
| You can glimpse the passing souls | |
| This party' s over | |
| The bells are ringing themselves | |
| I' m going home | |
| She was standing on the table | |
| With a message on her skin | |
| I' m a look right in her eyes | |
| But I could not see in | |
| I have loved you from a distance | |
| Loved you from up close | |
| Like the tiny frog that breathes | |
| I can nestle in your cloak | |
| This party' s over | |
| The bells are ringing themselves | |
| And I' m going home | |
| I was always in a hurry | |
| But I never knew what for | |
| Paranoia chased me out | |
| And then time just closed the door | |
| Now the party' s over | |
| The drugs are taking themselves | |
| And I' m going home |