| Song | A Vote for Democracy |
| Artist | Logh |
| Album | The Raging Sun |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Friberg | |
| The fire is dying | |
| The night will be cold | |
| Not a light in sight | |
| I've got to go | |
| Can you tell these eyes are awaiting the end? | |
| That nothing's waiting around the bend? | |
| While we stay here sitting still all the hypocrisy's leading us in | |
| Light rain upon the fire | |
| You've got a ride | |
| Free beer all night and I got to drive | |
| Beat and battered, gray and old | |
| The many years are taking their toll | |
| Vote for Democracy, yeah | |
| Vote for a word | |
| Vote for a word | |
| The girl you knew had her own car, her own scars, her own cross | |
| The farther out you reached into the night the less she remembered, the less you tried |
| zuo qu : Friberg | |
| The fire is dying | |
| The night will be cold | |
| Not a light in sight | |
| I' ve got to go | |
| Can you tell these eyes are awaiting the end? | |
| That nothing' s waiting around the bend? | |
| While we stay here sitting still all the hypocrisy' s leading us in | |
| Light rain upon the fire | |
| You' ve got a ride | |
| Free beer all night and I got to drive | |
| Beat and battered, gray and old | |
| The many years are taking their toll | |
| Vote for Democracy, yeah | |
| Vote for a word | |
| Vote for a word | |
| The girl you knew had her own car, her own scars, her own cross | |
| The farther out you reached into the night the less she remembered, the less you tried |
| zuò qǔ : Friberg | |
| The fire is dying | |
| The night will be cold | |
| Not a light in sight | |
| I' ve got to go | |
| Can you tell these eyes are awaiting the end? | |
| That nothing' s waiting around the bend? | |
| While we stay here sitting still all the hypocrisy' s leading us in | |
| Light rain upon the fire | |
| You' ve got a ride | |
| Free beer all night and I got to drive | |
| Beat and battered, gray and old | |
| The many years are taking their toll | |
| Vote for Democracy, yeah | |
| Vote for a word | |
| Vote for a word | |
| The girl you knew had her own car, her own scars, her own cross | |
| The farther out you reached into the night the less she remembered, the less you tried |