| Song | Heretics |
| Artist | Andrew Bird |
| Album | Armchair Apocrypha |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : | |
| bored holes through our tongues | |
| to sing a song about it | |
| held our breath for too long | |
| ‘til we’re half sick about it | |
| tell us what we did wrong | |
| and you can blame us for it | |
| turn a clamp on our thumbs | |
| we’ll sew a doll about it | |
| and tell us all about it | |
| how ‘bout some credit now | |
| where credit is due | |
| for the damage that we’ve done | |
| wrought upon ourselves and others | |
| with a slow and vicious gun | |
| and although pratfalls can be fun | |
| encores can be fatal | |
| and there i hear you say | |
| thank god it’s fatal | |
| not shy | |
| not shy of fatal | |
| thank god | |
| wait just a second now | |
| it’s not all that bad | |
| are we not having fun? | |
| you’re making mountains of handkerchiefs | |
| where the mascara always runs | |
| so be careful when you’re done you’re bound to get post-natal | |
| what did i just hear you say? | |
| thank god it’s fatal | |
| we don’t want to hear the sound of a door | |
| and we don’t want to read the signs that you bore | |
| you know the kind of sign you hang on the door | |
| saying we’ll be back what a crack | |
| don’t you think we might have heard that before? | |
| *alien* |
| zuo qu : | |
| bored holes through our tongues | |
| to sing a song about it | |
| held our breath for too long | |
| ' til we' re half sick about it | |
| tell us what we did wrong | |
| and you can blame us for it | |
| turn a clamp on our thumbs | |
| we' ll sew a doll about it | |
| and tell us all about it | |
| how ' bout some credit now | |
| where credit is due | |
| for the damage that we' ve done | |
| wrought upon ourselves and others | |
| with a slow and vicious gun | |
| and although pratfalls can be fun | |
| encores can be fatal | |
| and there i hear you say | |
| thank god it' s fatal | |
| not shy | |
| not shy of fatal | |
| thank god | |
| wait just a second now | |
| it' s not all that bad | |
| are we not having fun? | |
| you' re making mountains of handkerchiefs | |
| where the mascara always runs | |
| so be careful when you' re done you' re bound to get postnatal | |
| what did i just hear you say? | |
| thank god it' s fatal | |
| we don' t want to hear the sound of a door | |
| and we don' t want to read the signs that you bore | |
| you know the kind of sign you hang on the door | |
| saying we' ll be back what a crack | |
| don' t you think we might have heard that before? | |
| alien |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| bored holes through our tongues | |
| to sing a song about it | |
| held our breath for too long | |
| ' til we' re half sick about it | |
| tell us what we did wrong | |
| and you can blame us for it | |
| turn a clamp on our thumbs | |
| we' ll sew a doll about it | |
| and tell us all about it | |
| how ' bout some credit now | |
| where credit is due | |
| for the damage that we' ve done | |
| wrought upon ourselves and others | |
| with a slow and vicious gun | |
| and although pratfalls can be fun | |
| encores can be fatal | |
| and there i hear you say | |
| thank god it' s fatal | |
| not shy | |
| not shy of fatal | |
| thank god | |
| wait just a second now | |
| it' s not all that bad | |
| are we not having fun? | |
| you' re making mountains of handkerchiefs | |
| where the mascara always runs | |
| so be careful when you' re done you' re bound to get postnatal | |
| what did i just hear you say? | |
| thank god it' s fatal | |
| we don' t want to hear the sound of a door | |
| and we don' t want to read the signs that you bore | |
| you know the kind of sign you hang on the door | |
| saying we' ll be back what a crack | |
| don' t you think we might have heard that before? | |
| alien |