| Song | The Kids From Kibble And The Fist Of Light |
| Artist | Biffy Clyro |
| Album | Infinity Land |
| 作曲 : Biffy Clyro | |
| Biffy Clyro - Cloud Of Stink | |
| Dance if you wanna dance, if you wanna sweat | |
| Sweat if you wanna smell, go do it alone | |
| **** if you wanna ****, if you wanna cum | |
| Sleep if you wanna sleep, talk more in the morn | |
| Look up to the sky, is it still good to feel alive? | |
| Well, I can dance on top of a hurricane | |
| This combination will make its way round | |
| Congratulations on marrying this clown | |
| Swing if you wanna swing, hanging on a rope | |
| Burn if you wanna burn, do it on your own | |
| Cry if you wanna cry, acknowledge your heart | |
| Wish if you wanna wish, the only way is up | |
| Blame it on the world, visit them one and all | |
| You have to comprehend what your heart says | |
| There's a black mold on | |
| My frazzled lungs, it whistles | |
| My throat is gone, I'm still holding on | |
| But I don't have long, no I don't have long | |
| 'Cause it goes on and on and on and on | |
| It whistles, let go, let go |
| zuò qǔ : Biffy Clyro | |
| Biffy Clyro Cloud Of Stink | |
| Dance if you wanna dance, if you wanna sweat | |
| Sweat if you wanna smell, go do it alone | |
| if you wanna , if you wanna cum | |
| Sleep if you wanna sleep, talk more in the morn | |
| Look up to the sky, is it still good to feel alive? | |
| Well, I can dance on top of a hurricane | |
| This combination will make its way round | |
| Congratulations on marrying this clown | |
| Swing if you wanna swing, hanging on a rope | |
| Burn if you wanna burn, do it on your own | |
| Cry if you wanna cry, acknowledge your heart | |
| Wish if you wanna wish, the only way is up | |
| Blame it on the world, visit them one and all | |
| You have to comprehend what your heart says | |
| There' s a black mold on | |
| My frazzled lungs, it whistles | |
| My throat is gone, I' m still holding on | |
| But I don' t have long, no I don' t have long | |
| ' Cause it goes on and on and on and on | |
| It whistles, let go, let go |