| Song | Harsh Shark |
| Artist | Campag Velocet |
| Album | Bon Chic Bon Genre |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cater, Gordon, Slater, Voss | |
| Back by popular demand | |
| I seek peace in my own domain | |
| Call the paramedics | |
| Scrape me off the ceiling | |
| Only in my head this myth lives on | |
| Mermaids beckoning | |
| Greetings get me down | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed | |
| Harsh sharks floating dead in the sea | |
| The sun keeps beating down onme | |
| Mis-directed question the scorn | |
| Pink angel wings promise more in-store | |
| Loves lust don't kill me no more | |
| High's hopes bring me fast to the floor | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| That's right! | |
| Stumbling around with snapped knee caps | |
| Everything is apt when it's heat-sealed wrapped | |
| I bought I thought I caught purchase remorse | |
| Do I care to retort | |
| Nonchalance is sport | |
| That's the lady from my nightmares mummy | |
| I think she's come to kill me | |
| I was made for the stage | |
| Put on stage | |
| So I hope my thoughts fulfil me | |
| Harsh sharks floating dead in the sea | |
| The sun keeps beating down onme | |
| Mis-directed question the scorn | |
| Pink angel wings promise more in-store | |
| Loves lust don't kill me no more | |
| High's hopes bring me fast to the floor | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| That's right! | |
| Gotta hit it | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed |
| zuo qu : Cater, Gordon, Slater, Voss | |
| Back by popular demand | |
| I seek peace in my own domain | |
| Call the paramedics | |
| Scrape me off the ceiling | |
| Only in my head this myth lives on | |
| Mermaids beckoning | |
| Greetings get me down | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed | |
| Harsh sharks floating dead in the sea | |
| The sun keeps beating down onme | |
| Misdirected question the scorn | |
| Pink angel wings promise more instore | |
| Loves lust don' t kill me no more | |
| High' s hopes bring me fast to the floor | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| That' s right! | |
| Stumbling around with snapped knee caps | |
| Everything is apt when it' s heatsealed wrapped | |
| I bought I thought I caught purchase remorse | |
| Do I care to retort | |
| Nonchalance is sport | |
| That' s the lady from my nightmares mummy | |
| I think she' s come to kill me | |
| I was made for the stage | |
| Put on stage | |
| So I hope my thoughts fulfil me | |
| Harsh sharks floating dead in the sea | |
| The sun keeps beating down onme | |
| Misdirected question the scorn | |
| Pink angel wings promise more instore | |
| Loves lust don' t kill me no more | |
| High' s hopes bring me fast to the floor | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| That' s right! | |
| Gotta hit it | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed |
| zuò qǔ : Cater, Gordon, Slater, Voss | |
| Back by popular demand | |
| I seek peace in my own domain | |
| Call the paramedics | |
| Scrape me off the ceiling | |
| Only in my head this myth lives on | |
| Mermaids beckoning | |
| Greetings get me down | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed | |
| Harsh sharks floating dead in the sea | |
| The sun keeps beating down onme | |
| Misdirected question the scorn | |
| Pink angel wings promise more instore | |
| Loves lust don' t kill me no more | |
| High' s hopes bring me fast to the floor | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| That' s right! | |
| Stumbling around with snapped knee caps | |
| Everything is apt when it' s heatsealed wrapped | |
| I bought I thought I caught purchase remorse | |
| Do I care to retort | |
| Nonchalance is sport | |
| That' s the lady from my nightmares mummy | |
| I think she' s come to kill me | |
| I was made for the stage | |
| Put on stage | |
| So I hope my thoughts fulfil me | |
| Harsh sharks floating dead in the sea | |
| The sun keeps beating down onme | |
| Misdirected question the scorn | |
| Pink angel wings promise more instore | |
| Loves lust don' t kill me no more | |
| High' s hopes bring me fast to the floor | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| That' s right! | |
| Gotta hit it | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed | |
| Lungs dust never lies | |
| I put my trust in the lord of the flies | |
| Moonlight hits the waves | |
| Washed up on the shore and scathed |