| Song | Be Good to Them Always |
| Artist | The Books |
| Album | Lost and Safe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Books | |
| That's the picture. | |
| You s-you see it for yourself. | |
| There it is. It's a man. | |
| There it is, with uhhh... | |
| Be good to them always. | |
| You know, I simply | |
| cannot understand people. | |
| Oh, how sadly we mortals are deceived | |
| by our own imagination. | |
| This is not real life; this is, for us, | |
| aleatoric television, | |
| a mixed consort of soft instruments. | |
| I can hear a collective rumbling in America. | |
| I've lost my house, you've lost your house. | |
| I don't suppose it matters which way we go. | |
| This great society is going smash. | |
| Oh, he's in the middle of putting things | |
| together and organizing himself. | |
| You do not need to stand on one foot. | |
| The modern town hardly knows | |
| silence. | |
| You are something that the whole world | |
| is doing. | |
| You know, I simply cannot understand | |
| people. | |
| Oh, how sadly we mortals are decieved | |
| by our own imagination. | |
| This is not real life; this is, for us, | |
| aleatoric television, | |
| a mixed consort of soft instruments. | |
| A culture is no better than its woods: | |
| a feeling of being connected with the past. | |
| Look at it this way: you may fall | |
| and break your leg, | |
| and so, one leg is shorter than the other. | |
| Can nothing more be done? |
| zuo qu : Books | |
| That' s the picture. | |
| You syou see it for yourself. | |
| There it is. It' s a man. | |
| There it is, with uhhh... | |
| Be good to them always. | |
| You know, I simply | |
| cannot understand people. | |
| Oh, how sadly we mortals are deceived | |
| by our own imagination. | |
| This is not real life this is, for us, | |
| aleatoric television, | |
| a mixed consort of soft instruments. | |
| I can hear a collective rumbling in America. | |
| I' ve lost my house, you' ve lost your house. | |
| I don' t suppose it matters which way we go. | |
| This great society is going smash. | |
| Oh, he' s in the middle of putting things | |
| together and organizing himself. | |
| You do not need to stand on one foot. | |
| The modern town hardly knows | |
| silence. | |
| You are something that the whole world | |
| is doing. | |
| You know, I simply cannot understand | |
| people. | |
| Oh, how sadly we mortals are decieved | |
| by our own imagination. | |
| This is not real life this is, for us, | |
| aleatoric television, | |
| a mixed consort of soft instruments. | |
| A culture is no better than its woods: | |
| a feeling of being connected with the past. | |
| Look at it this way: you may fall | |
| and break your leg, | |
| and so, one leg is shorter than the other. | |
| Can nothing more be done? |
| zuò qǔ : Books | |
| That' s the picture. | |
| You syou see it for yourself. | |
| There it is. It' s a man. | |
| There it is, with uhhh... | |
| Be good to them always. | |
| You know, I simply | |
| cannot understand people. | |
| Oh, how sadly we mortals are deceived | |
| by our own imagination. | |
| This is not real life this is, for us, | |
| aleatoric television, | |
| a mixed consort of soft instruments. | |
| I can hear a collective rumbling in America. | |
| I' ve lost my house, you' ve lost your house. | |
| I don' t suppose it matters which way we go. | |
| This great society is going smash. | |
| Oh, he' s in the middle of putting things | |
| together and organizing himself. | |
| You do not need to stand on one foot. | |
| The modern town hardly knows | |
| silence. | |
| You are something that the whole world | |
| is doing. | |
| You know, I simply cannot understand | |
| people. | |
| Oh, how sadly we mortals are decieved | |
| by our own imagination. | |
| This is not real life this is, for us, | |
| aleatoric television, | |
| a mixed consort of soft instruments. | |
| A culture is no better than its woods: | |
| a feeling of being connected with the past. | |
| Look at it this way: you may fall | |
| and break your leg, | |
| and so, one leg is shorter than the other. | |
| Can nothing more be done? |