| Song | Telephone |
| Artist | An Pierlé |
| Album | Mud Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hey little girl | |
| I’m the voice in your head | |
| I’m the portrait that hangs on the wall | |
| I’m the treasure inside | |
| Down the alley she goes | |
| Hush An don’t tell anyone for the road | |
| Take a biscuit and listen politely | |
| To what I’m about to tell | |
| Down the alley she goes (She sings) | |
| Go precious queen | |
| You mean everything to mum and dad | |
| They’ll be sad when you’re gone | |
| But your target is higher | |
| Down the alley she goes | |
| Look at the stairs | |
| And whatever they mean | |
| It’s a frightening thing to look up to | |
| But it is your task | |
| In the alley | |
| And then she walks | |
| On the telephone wire | |
| To have her little chat with | |
| God So far, so good | |
| I am your friend | |
| And if you get scared, just sing | |
| Lala lala lala | |
| One cannot make omelets without breaking eggs | |
| And the aimless are useless | |
| So go on and fight for your dreams | |
| In the alley | |
| Hey little girl, | |
| Are the voices still there? | |
| Do you hear them from nowhere? | |
| The set up was mean | |
| Filial piety in the alley | |
| She falls | |
| Her final way to heaven |
| Hey little girl | |
| I' m the voice in your head | |
| I' m the portrait that hangs on the wall | |
| I' m the treasure inside | |
| Down the alley she goes | |
| Hush An don' t tell anyone for the road | |
| Take a biscuit and listen politely | |
| To what I' m about to tell | |
| Down the alley she goes She sings | |
| Go precious queen | |
| You mean everything to mum and dad | |
| They' ll be sad when you' re gone | |
| But your target is higher | |
| Down the alley she goes | |
| Look at the stairs | |
| And whatever they mean | |
| It' s a frightening thing to look up to | |
| But it is your task | |
| In the alley | |
| And then she walks | |
| On the telephone wire | |
| To have her little chat with | |
| God So far, so good | |
| I am your friend | |
| And if you get scared, just sing | |
| Lala lala lala | |
| One cannot make omelets without breaking eggs | |
| And the aimless are useless | |
| So go on and fight for your dreams | |
| In the alley | |
| Hey little girl, | |
| Are the voices still there? | |
| Do you hear them from nowhere? | |
| The set up was mean | |
| Filial piety in the alley | |
| She falls | |
| Her final way to heaven |
| Hey little girl | |
| I' m the voice in your head | |
| I' m the portrait that hangs on the wall | |
| I' m the treasure inside | |
| Down the alley she goes | |
| Hush An don' t tell anyone for the road | |
| Take a biscuit and listen politely | |
| To what I' m about to tell | |
| Down the alley she goes She sings | |
| Go precious queen | |
| You mean everything to mum and dad | |
| They' ll be sad when you' re gone | |
| But your target is higher | |
| Down the alley she goes | |
| Look at the stairs | |
| And whatever they mean | |
| It' s a frightening thing to look up to | |
| But it is your task | |
| In the alley | |
| And then she walks | |
| On the telephone wire | |
| To have her little chat with | |
| God So far, so good | |
| I am your friend | |
| And if you get scared, just sing | |
| Lala lala lala | |
| One cannot make omelets without breaking eggs | |
| And the aimless are useless | |
| So go on and fight for your dreams | |
| In the alley | |
| Hey little girl, | |
| Are the voices still there? | |
| Do you hear them from nowhere? | |
| The set up was mean | |
| Filial piety in the alley | |
| She falls | |
| Her final way to heaven |