| Song | Viz |
| Artist | Le Tigre |
| Album | This Island |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fateman, Hanna, Samson | |
| Walk inGive him my name | |
| Looks up and down | |
| Takes a good look at my pecs | |
| Puts down the clipboard | |
| Opens the rope for my 'stache | |
| Walk in with my duffle hanging | |
| Hat is tilted, | |
| I'm inside | |
| My eyes dream of bedroom surprise | |
| They call it climbing, and | |
| I call it visibility | |
| They call it coolness, and | |
| I call it visibility | |
| They call it way too rowdy, and | |
| I call it finally free | |
| There's a girl | |
| Her lips that have never seen | |
| She comes up | |
| Dances on me | |
| I look into her eyes | |
| I say, "Hey, yr not a dyke..." | |
| She says, "I call it climbing, and you call it visibilityI call it coolness, and you call it visibilityI call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free" | |
| There's a slap on my back | |
| I find another butch, hat cocked, and we | |
| We put our hands in the crowd | |
| And over and over | |
| We jump up and down | |
| They call it climbing, and we call it visibility | |
| They call it coolness, and we call it visibility | |
| They call it way too rowdy, and we call it finally free |
| zuo ci : Fateman, Hanna, Samson | |
| Walk inGive him my name | |
| Looks up and down | |
| Takes a good look at my pecs | |
| Puts down the clipboard | |
| Opens the rope for my ' stache | |
| Walk in with my duffle hanging | |
| Hat is tilted, | |
| I' m inside | |
| My eyes dream of bedroom surprise | |
| They call it climbing, and | |
| I call it visibility | |
| They call it coolness, and | |
| I call it visibility | |
| They call it way too rowdy, and | |
| I call it finally free | |
| There' s a girl | |
| Her lips that have never seen | |
| She comes up | |
| Dances on me | |
| I look into her eyes | |
| I say, " Hey, yr not a dyke..." | |
| She says, " I call it climbing, and you call it visibilityI call it coolness, and you call it visibilityI call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free" | |
| There' s a slap on my back | |
| I find another butch, hat cocked, and we | |
| We put our hands in the crowd | |
| And over and over | |
| We jump up and down | |
| They call it climbing, and we call it visibility | |
| They call it coolness, and we call it visibility | |
| They call it way too rowdy, and we call it finally free |
| zuò cí : Fateman, Hanna, Samson | |
| Walk inGive him my name | |
| Looks up and down | |
| Takes a good look at my pecs | |
| Puts down the clipboard | |
| Opens the rope for my ' stache | |
| Walk in with my duffle hanging | |
| Hat is tilted, | |
| I' m inside | |
| My eyes dream of bedroom surprise | |
| They call it climbing, and | |
| I call it visibility | |
| They call it coolness, and | |
| I call it visibility | |
| They call it way too rowdy, and | |
| I call it finally free | |
| There' s a girl | |
| Her lips that have never seen | |
| She comes up | |
| Dances on me | |
| I look into her eyes | |
| I say, " Hey, yr not a dyke..." | |
| She says, " I call it climbing, and you call it visibilityI call it coolness, and you call it visibilityI call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free" | |
| There' s a slap on my back | |
| I find another butch, hat cocked, and we | |
| We put our hands in the crowd | |
| And over and over | |
| We jump up and down | |
| They call it climbing, and we call it visibility | |
| They call it coolness, and we call it visibility | |
| They call it way too rowdy, and we call it finally free |