| Song | I'm Not Amused |
| Artist | Galactic Cowboys |
| Album | Galactic Cowboys |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Colvin, Doss, Huggins | |
| A cloak of mystery, a beating heart | |
| He prays for sympathy, they do their part | |
| Can't you see it's not amusing anymore | |
| We're not amused by all the blood upon your floor | |
| It's going farther than it's ever been before | |
| Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore | |
| No look of innocence in deep blue eyes | |
| So weathered through the years, the young one cries | |
| A starry night in May, he slipped away | |
| They find his shallow grave, someone will pay | |
| Can't you see it's not amusing anymore | |
| We're not amused by all the blood upon your floor | |
| It's going farther than it's ever been before | |
| Oh, can't you see it's not amusing anymore | |
| We're not amused! |
| zuo ci : Colvin, Doss, Huggins | |
| A cloak of mystery, a beating heart | |
| He prays for sympathy, they do their part | |
| Can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| We' re not amused by all the blood upon your floor | |
| It' s going farther than it' s ever been before | |
| Oh, can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| No look of innocence in deep blue eyes | |
| So weathered through the years, the young one cries | |
| A starry night in May, he slipped away | |
| They find his shallow grave, someone will pay | |
| Can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| We' re not amused by all the blood upon your floor | |
| It' s going farther than it' s ever been before | |
| Oh, can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| We' re not amused! |
| zuò cí : Colvin, Doss, Huggins | |
| A cloak of mystery, a beating heart | |
| He prays for sympathy, they do their part | |
| Can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| We' re not amused by all the blood upon your floor | |
| It' s going farther than it' s ever been before | |
| Oh, can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| No look of innocence in deep blue eyes | |
| So weathered through the years, the young one cries | |
| A starry night in May, he slipped away | |
| They find his shallow grave, someone will pay | |
| Can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| We' re not amused by all the blood upon your floor | |
| It' s going farther than it' s ever been before | |
| Oh, can' t you see it' s not amusing anymore | |
| We' re not amused! |