| Song | Around the Plynth |
| Artist | Faces |
| Album | First Step |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Stewart, Wood | |
| Woken up on mornings such as this | |
| Thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now. | |
| Every night for a year I've slept alone. | |
| Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no | |
| Got a fear of death that creeps on every night. | |
| I know I won't die soon, but then again I might, | |
| Water down the drain, I'm wasting away. | |
| Doctors can't help the ghost of a man that's me | |
| Water down the drain goes to the sea, | |
| The pattern of my life keeps a-haunting me. | |
| Moisture from the ocean fills the sky, | |
| Come on down to the ground as the time goes by | |
| I never found out the reason why | |
| My parents had to lie | |
| About the place that I was born | |
| Or from my hometown I was torn | |
| At the tender age of four | |
| I was livin' by homemade law |
| zuo ci : Stewart, Wood | |
| Woken up on mornings such as this | |
| Thought exactly the same as I' m thinking now. | |
| Every night for a year I' ve slept alone. | |
| Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no | |
| Got a fear of death that creeps on every night. | |
| I know I won' t die soon, but then again I might, | |
| Water down the drain, I' m wasting away. | |
| Doctors can' t help the ghost of a man that' s me | |
| Water down the drain goes to the sea, | |
| The pattern of my life keeps ahaunting me. | |
| Moisture from the ocean fills the sky, | |
| Come on down to the ground as the time goes by | |
| I never found out the reason why | |
| My parents had to lie | |
| About the place that I was born | |
| Or from my hometown I was torn | |
| At the tender age of four | |
| I was livin' by homemade law |
| zuò cí : Stewart, Wood | |
| Woken up on mornings such as this | |
| Thought exactly the same as I' m thinking now. | |
| Every night for a year I' ve slept alone. | |
| Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no | |
| Got a fear of death that creeps on every night. | |
| I know I won' t die soon, but then again I might, | |
| Water down the drain, I' m wasting away. | |
| Doctors can' t help the ghost of a man that' s me | |
| Water down the drain goes to the sea, | |
| The pattern of my life keeps ahaunting me. | |
| Moisture from the ocean fills the sky, | |
| Come on down to the ground as the time goes by | |
| I never found out the reason why | |
| My parents had to lie | |
| About the place that I was born | |
| Or from my hometown I was torn | |
| At the tender age of four | |
| I was livin' by homemade law |