| 作词 : Bauhaus | |
| Shoes that no man would want to wear | |
| Wipe away the night's last cold stare | |
| Red fist curled 'round the house | |
| Was away boy Shelly's shoes | |
| wash | |
| Chocolate power is so crisp | |
| The atomic open house is really here | |
| And we have gone so desperate | |
| Your power knows no bounds | |
| And heavier with time | |
| Are our shoes | |
| That no man would want to wear | |
| New tread wipes a wet road so dry | |
| it stings | |
| Into the borrowed course | |
| Under the dreadful birds | |
| Under the singing soil | |
| And all those guilty clouds | |
| I have seen too much | |
| Wipe away my eyes | |
| Too much |
| zuo ci : Bauhaus | |
| Shoes that no man would want to wear | |
| Wipe away the night' s last cold stare | |
| Red fist curled ' round the house | |
| Was away boy Shelly' s shoes | |
| wash | |
| Chocolate power is so crisp | |
| The atomic open house is really here | |
| And we have gone so desperate | |
| Your power knows no bounds | |
| And heavier with time | |
| Are our shoes | |
| That no man would want to wear | |
| New tread wipes a wet road so dry | |
| it stings | |
| Into the borrowed course | |
| Under the dreadful birds | |
| Under the singing soil | |
| And all those guilty clouds | |
| I have seen too much | |
| Wipe away my eyes | |
| Too much |
| zuò cí : Bauhaus | |
| Shoes that no man would want to wear | |
| Wipe away the night' s last cold stare | |
| Red fist curled ' round the house | |
| Was away boy Shelly' s shoes | |
| wash | |
| Chocolate power is so crisp | |
| The atomic open house is really here | |
| And we have gone so desperate | |
| Your power knows no bounds | |
| And heavier with time | |
| Are our shoes | |
| That no man would want to wear | |
| New tread wipes a wet road so dry | |
| it stings | |
| Into the borrowed course | |
| Under the dreadful birds | |
| Under the singing soil | |
| And all those guilty clouds | |
| I have seen too much | |
| Wipe away my eyes | |
| Too much |