| Song | Plasticities |
| Artist | Andrew Bird |
| Album | Armchair Apocrypha |
| 作曲 : | |
| This isn't your song, this isn't your music | |
| How can there be wrong, when by committee | |
| They choose it all, they choose it all | |
| You're gonna grow old, you're gonna grow cold | |
| Bearing signs on the avenues, for your own personal | |
| WaterlooYou're bearing signs on the avenue for your own personal | |
| Waterloo, now | |
| We'll fight, we'll fight | |
| We'll fight for your music halls and dying cities | |
| They'll fight, they'll fight | |
| They'll fight for your neural walls and plasticities | |
| And precious territory, and precious territory, and precious territory | |
| This isn't our song, this isn't even a musical | |
| Think life is too long, to be a whale in a cubicle | |
| Nails under your cuticle | |
| Gonna grow old, you're gonna grow so cold | |
| Before the sun can deliver you, you're bearing signs on the avenue | |
| You're bearing signs for your own personal | |
| Waterloo, now | |
| We'll fight, we'll fight | |
| We'll fight for your music halls and dying cities | |
| They'll fight, they'll fight | |
| They'll fight for your neural walls and plasticities | |
| And precious territory, and precious territory, and precious territory |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| This isn' t your song, this isn' t your music | |
| How can there be wrong, when by committee | |
| They choose it all, they choose it all | |
| You' re gonna grow old, you' re gonna grow cold | |
| Bearing signs on the avenues, for your own personal | |
| WaterlooYou' re bearing signs on the avenue for your own personal | |
| Waterloo, now | |
| We' ll fight, we' ll fight | |
| We' ll fight for your music halls and dying cities | |
| They' ll fight, they' ll fight | |
| They' ll fight for your neural walls and plasticities | |
| And precious territory, and precious territory, and precious territory | |
| This isn' t our song, this isn' t even a musical | |
| Think life is too long, to be a whale in a cubicle | |
| Nails under your cuticle | |
| Gonna grow old, you' re gonna grow so cold | |
| Before the sun can deliver you, you' re bearing signs on the avenue | |
| You' re bearing signs for your own personal | |
| Waterloo, now | |
| We' ll fight, we' ll fight | |
| We' ll fight for your music halls and dying cities | |
| They' ll fight, they' ll fight | |
| They' ll fight for your neural walls and plasticities | |
| And precious territory, and precious territory, and precious territory |