| Song | Huffman Prairie Flying Field |
| Artist | Guided by Voices |
| Album | Half Smiles of the Decomposed |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Pollard | |
| Visit mysterious fields | |
| See them with small courage | |
| There you will come to a bird | |
| She may scream the word | |
| But if that's what you think you heard | |
| Then what's what you heard | |
| And if that's what you want to hear | |
| Then that's what I will tell you | |
| Black without warning | |
| The storm and the morning star | |
| It's look! We are angels on wires | |
| From a pregnant sky | |
| And if that's where you think you'll go | |
| Then that's where you'll go | |
| And if what's what you want to feel | |
| Then that's what I will sell you | |
| And now I've come back | |
| Translucent and peeled | |
| At Huffman Prairie Flying Field | |
| I've come to start up my head | |
| Been closed and locked up | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long |
| zuo ci : Pollard | |
| Visit mysterious fields | |
| See them with small courage | |
| There you will come to a bird | |
| She may scream the word | |
| But if that' s what you think you heard | |
| Then what' s what you heard | |
| And if that' s what you want to hear | |
| Then that' s what I will tell you | |
| Black without warning | |
| The storm and the morning star | |
| It' s look! We are angels on wires | |
| From a pregnant sky | |
| And if that' s where you think you' ll go | |
| Then that' s where you' ll go | |
| And if what' s what you want to feel | |
| Then that' s what I will sell you | |
| And now I' ve come back | |
| Translucent and peeled | |
| At Huffman Prairie Flying Field | |
| I' ve come to start up my head | |
| Been closed and locked up | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long |
| zuò cí : Pollard | |
| Visit mysterious fields | |
| See them with small courage | |
| There you will come to a bird | |
| She may scream the word | |
| But if that' s what you think you heard | |
| Then what' s what you heard | |
| And if that' s what you want to hear | |
| Then that' s what I will tell you | |
| Black without warning | |
| The storm and the morning star | |
| It' s look! We are angels on wires | |
| From a pregnant sky | |
| And if that' s where you think you' ll go | |
| Then that' s where you' ll go | |
| And if what' s what you want to feel | |
| Then that' s what I will sell you | |
| And now I' ve come back | |
| Translucent and peeled | |
| At Huffman Prairie Flying Field | |
| I' ve come to start up my head | |
| Been closed and locked up | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long | |
| For far too long |