| 作曲 : Currie | |
| I don't care where you've been | |
| I don't care what you've seen | |
| Underneath the mountains | |
| On the scrotum of the sea | |
| I don't give a shit who you are | |
| How you smashed your favourite car | |
| All I see before me | |
| Is the man you'll never be | |
| And though I love no other | |
| And no other's brother | |
| And sometimes the technician | |
| In the art school lavatory | |
| Know I never betrayed you | |
| Though - technically - they slayed you | |
| None of them were half the men | |
| That you will never be | |
| You look strange in the moonlight | |
| I wonder if I've done the right thing | |
| To invite you | |
| To share your bed with me | |
| With the hole in your jacket | |
| The shoe in your pocket | |
| One eye dangling from the socket | |
| Of the man you'll never be | |
| Well you have much to commend you | |
| But who would befriend you | |
| With the alcoholic swagger | |
| No-one's ever pleased to see | |
| You've got the eyes of a spider | |
| The handshake of a miser | |
| I guess at least you're pleased you're not | |
| The man you'll never be | |
| And though many refuse you | |
| Hide from you and try to lose you | |
| Some run you over | |
| Quite deliberately | |
| I will not shirk my duty | |
| For I love you truly | |
| Not for who you are | |
| But for the man you'll never be | |
| You've got the lips of a chicken | |
| The tics of a victim | |
| The eyes of a liar | |
| And the belly of a whale | |
| I don't care what stupid things you've done | |
| How you stared into the sun | |
| When all I see, increasingly | |
| Is the man you'll never be | |
| La la la la la-la | |
| La la la-la | |
| La la la la-la | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| La-la la la | |
| La la la-la | |
| La la la la-la la | |
| La la la la la la-la | |
| And though I loved no other | |
| And no other's brother | |
| And the jackass in the record shop | |
| Who burns the fake CDs | |
| Know I never despised you | |
| Someone's undermined you | |
| It's plain to see you're half the man | |
| That you will never be |
| zuo qu : Currie | |
| I don' t care where you' ve been | |
| I don' t care what you' ve seen | |
| Underneath the mountains | |
| On the scrotum of the sea | |
| I don' t give a shit who you are | |
| How you smashed your favourite car | |
| All I see before me | |
| Is the man you' ll never be | |
| And though I love no other | |
| And no other' s brother | |
| And sometimes the technician | |
| In the art school lavatory | |
| Know I never betrayed you | |
| Though technically they slayed you | |
| None of them were half the men | |
| That you will never be | |
| You look strange in the moonlight | |
| I wonder if I' ve done the right thing | |
| To invite you | |
| To share your bed with me | |
| With the hole in your jacket | |
| The shoe in your pocket | |
| One eye dangling from the socket | |
| Of the man you' ll never be | |
| Well you have much to commend you | |
| But who would befriend you | |
| With the alcoholic swagger | |
| Noone' s ever pleased to see | |
| You' ve got the eyes of a spider | |
| The handshake of a miser | |
| I guess at least you' re pleased you' re not | |
| The man you' ll never be | |
| And though many refuse you | |
| Hide from you and try to lose you | |
| Some run you over | |
| Quite deliberately | |
| I will not shirk my duty | |
| For I love you truly | |
| Not for who you are | |
| But for the man you' ll never be | |
| You' ve got the lips of a chicken | |
| The tics of a victim | |
| The eyes of a liar | |
| And the belly of a whale | |
| I don' t care what stupid things you' ve done | |
| How you stared into the sun | |
| When all I see, increasingly | |
| Is the man you' ll never be | |
| La la la la lala | |
| La la lala | |
| La la la lala | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| Lala la la | |
| La la lala | |
| La la la lala la | |
| La la la la la lala | |
| And though I loved no other | |
| And no other' s brother | |
| And the jackass in the record shop | |
| Who burns the fake CDs | |
| Know I never despised you | |
| Someone' s undermined you | |
| It' s plain to see you' re half the man | |
| That you will never be |
| zuò qǔ : Currie | |
| I don' t care where you' ve been | |
| I don' t care what you' ve seen | |
| Underneath the mountains | |
| On the scrotum of the sea | |
| I don' t give a shit who you are | |
| How you smashed your favourite car | |
| All I see before me | |
| Is the man you' ll never be | |
| And though I love no other | |
| And no other' s brother | |
| And sometimes the technician | |
| In the art school lavatory | |
| Know I never betrayed you | |
| Though technically they slayed you | |
| None of them were half the men | |
| That you will never be | |
| You look strange in the moonlight | |
| I wonder if I' ve done the right thing | |
| To invite you | |
| To share your bed with me | |
| With the hole in your jacket | |
| The shoe in your pocket | |
| One eye dangling from the socket | |
| Of the man you' ll never be | |
| Well you have much to commend you | |
| But who would befriend you | |
| With the alcoholic swagger | |
| Noone' s ever pleased to see | |
| You' ve got the eyes of a spider | |
| The handshake of a miser | |
| I guess at least you' re pleased you' re not | |
| The man you' ll never be | |
| And though many refuse you | |
| Hide from you and try to lose you | |
| Some run you over | |
| Quite deliberately | |
| I will not shirk my duty | |
| For I love you truly | |
| Not for who you are | |
| But for the man you' ll never be | |
| You' ve got the lips of a chicken | |
| The tics of a victim | |
| The eyes of a liar | |
| And the belly of a whale | |
| I don' t care what stupid things you' ve done | |
| How you stared into the sun | |
| When all I see, increasingly | |
| Is the man you' ll never be | |
| La la la la lala | |
| La la lala | |
| La la la lala | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| Lala la la | |
| La la lala | |
| La la la lala la | |
| La la la la la lala | |
| And though I loved no other | |
| And no other' s brother | |
| And the jackass in the record shop | |
| Who burns the fake CDs | |
| Know I never despised you | |
| Someone' s undermined you | |
| It' s plain to see you' re half the man | |
| That you will never be |