| Song | Greasy Jungle |
| Artist | The Tragically Hip |
| Album | Day for Night |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tragically Hip | |
| Greasy jungle, metropolis noir | |
| Easy tangles the easiest so far | |
| I drove down your road | |
| To Hazeldean where I tasted | |
| Your funeral home's | |
| Sandwiches and coffee | |
| I saw your hands melt | |
| Into one another | |
| I saw you grieve and grow | |
| Care a lot about one another | |
| I stood at your sink | |
| And I felt your warm water | |
| I washed your dishes | |
| And I looked out your kitchen window | |
| Where I saw a soulful | |
| Gymnast melt in the air and shudder | |
| Just above the snow | |
| Making moves that just weren't there | |
| Velvet callow | |
| With wet hands I turned out the lights | |
| And breathing shallow | |
| Hesitated then went upstairs | |
| Where I picked up your housecoat | |
| Dried my hands and touched your hair | |
| And just then you awoke | |
| You could never really barely care | |
| Greasy jungle, metropolis noir |
| zuo ci : Tragically Hip | |
| Greasy jungle, metropolis noir | |
| Easy tangles the easiest so far | |
| I drove down your road | |
| To Hazeldean where I tasted | |
| Your funeral home' s | |
| Sandwiches and coffee | |
| I saw your hands melt | |
| Into one another | |
| I saw you grieve and grow | |
| Care a lot about one another | |
| I stood at your sink | |
| And I felt your warm water | |
| I washed your dishes | |
| And I looked out your kitchen window | |
| Where I saw a soulful | |
| Gymnast melt in the air and shudder | |
| Just above the snow | |
| Making moves that just weren' t there | |
| Velvet callow | |
| With wet hands I turned out the lights | |
| And breathing shallow | |
| Hesitated then went upstairs | |
| Where I picked up your housecoat | |
| Dried my hands and touched your hair | |
| And just then you awoke | |
| You could never really barely care | |
| Greasy jungle, metropolis noir |
| zuò cí : Tragically Hip | |
| Greasy jungle, metropolis noir | |
| Easy tangles the easiest so far | |
| I drove down your road | |
| To Hazeldean where I tasted | |
| Your funeral home' s | |
| Sandwiches and coffee | |
| I saw your hands melt | |
| Into one another | |
| I saw you grieve and grow | |
| Care a lot about one another | |
| I stood at your sink | |
| And I felt your warm water | |
| I washed your dishes | |
| And I looked out your kitchen window | |
| Where I saw a soulful | |
| Gymnast melt in the air and shudder | |
| Just above the snow | |
| Making moves that just weren' t there | |
| Velvet callow | |
| With wet hands I turned out the lights | |
| And breathing shallow | |
| Hesitated then went upstairs | |
| Where I picked up your housecoat | |
| Dried my hands and touched your hair | |
| And just then you awoke | |
| You could never really barely care | |
| Greasy jungle, metropolis noir |