| Song | Head Is Happy (Heart's Insane) |
| Artist | Aztec Camera |
| Album | Knife |
| 作词 : Frame | |
| Words and music by | |
| Roddy Frame | |
| I recall the biggest beach, | |
| Throwing stones, almost alone except for, | |
| Something just outside of reach, | |
| And I'd swear | |
| I wouldn't say and then | |
| I'd, Paint me up into a scene, | |
| And throw me like a party which had, | |
| Come and stayed and left and been, | |
| And had still refused to end. | |
| Chorus: And if your head is happy, and your heart's insane, | |
| I'll take you there, | |
| When you throw your thunder and you snap my reins, | |
| I'll make you care. | |
| Since I'm scattered and deranged, | |
| I shall seek your holy lunacy, and, | |
| Laugh will joy and laugh with pain, | |
| So don't say | |
| I didn't say, | |
| Or I'll remember a | |
| Texan man, | |
| When he spoke in major sevenths and | |
| I'd, I'd get my gun and blow his tan, | |
| And banish him from heaven. | |
| Chorus My mind has torn it's tack to you, | |
| My feet can't wait to go, | |
| That's why | |
| I'm coming back to you, | |
| You know I'm coming, you know | |
| I'm coming, | |
| You'll feel my coming like a gun from below. | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Frame | |
| Words and music by | |
| Roddy Frame | |
| I recall the biggest beach, | |
| Throwing stones, almost alone except for, | |
| Something just outside of reach, | |
| And I' d swear | |
| I wouldn' t say and then | |
| I' d, Paint me up into a scene, | |
| And throw me like a party which had, | |
| Come and stayed and left and been, | |
| And had still refused to end. | |
| Chorus: And if your head is happy, and your heart' s insane, | |
| I' ll take you there, | |
| When you throw your thunder and you snap my reins, | |
| I' ll make you care. | |
| Since I' m scattered and deranged, | |
| I shall seek your holy lunacy, and, | |
| Laugh will joy and laugh with pain, | |
| So don' t say | |
| I didn' t say, | |
| Or I' ll remember a | |
| Texan man, | |
| When he spoke in major sevenths and | |
| I' d, I' d get my gun and blow his tan, | |
| And banish him from heaven. | |
| Chorus My mind has torn it' s tack to you, | |
| My feet can' t wait to go, | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m coming back to you, | |
| You know I' m coming, you know | |
| I' m coming, | |
| You' ll feel my coming like a gun from below. | |
| Chorus |