| Song | Hypnoculture |
| Artist | Roland Orzabal |
| Album | Tomcats Screaming Outside |
| 作曲 : Orzabal | |
| Face those facts, you can't relax | |
| you gotta get that train back on its tracks | |
| till the morning comes | |
| the work is done | |
| find your place beneath the sun | |
| Rake those leaves as thick as thieves | |
| then go and put your heart back on its sleeve | |
| till September rain | |
| and all its pain | |
| dies in vain | |
| And I know what you're thinking | |
| the world is shrinking in your bones... |
| zuò qǔ : Orzabal | |
| Face those facts, you can' t relax | |
| you gotta get that train back on its tracks | |
| till the morning comes | |
| the work is done | |
| find your place beneath the sun | |
| Rake those leaves as thick as thieves | |
| then go and put your heart back on its sleeve | |
| till September rain | |
| and all its pain | |
| dies in vain | |
| And I know what you' re thinking | |
| the world is shrinking in your bones... |