| Song | Paper Houses |
| Artist | Mull Historical Society |
| Album | Loss |
| 作曲 : MacIntyre | |
| And I've retired | |
| To a better life | |
| Hiding from the world | |
| It gets under my skin | |
| And, yes, it's hard on the brain | |
| Buying the right magazines | |
| The posters show | |
| The clothes to wear | |
| The roadside billboards | |
| Can lead you there | |
| At least you're not alone | |
| Live in paper houses | |
| Burn the bridges and telephones | |
| Leave the animals your home | |
| And I've admired | |
| Art sprayed on the walls | |
| And fashion is a fuck-up | |
| I can see that now | |
| And we'll still put fuel in my car | |
| And drive round the neon cigar | |
| Keeping our troubles at bay | |
| Take me out of the grave | |
| Feast yourself on fast food | |
| In this hamburger hell | |
| Cash flow a-go-go | |
| You better paint your smile on | |
| And, yes, it's hard on the brain | |
| Putting the right records on | |
| The world still wears a lipstick smile | |
| The roadside cameras still click in time | |
| At least you're not alone | |
| Live in paper houses | |
| Burn the bridges and make us strong | |
| Leave the animals | |
| Live in paper houses | |
| Burn the railroads and telephones | |
| Leave the animals your home |
| zuò qǔ : MacIntyre | |
| And I' ve retired | |
| To a better life | |
| Hiding from the world | |
| It gets under my skin | |
| And, yes, it' s hard on the brain | |
| Buying the right magazines | |
| The posters show | |
| The clothes to wear | |
| The roadside billboards | |
| Can lead you there | |
| At least you' re not alone | |
| Live in paper houses | |
| Burn the bridges and telephones | |
| Leave the animals your home | |
| And I' ve admired | |
| Art sprayed on the walls | |
| And fashion is a fuckup | |
| I can see that now | |
| And we' ll still put fuel in my car | |
| And drive round the neon cigar | |
| Keeping our troubles at bay | |
| Take me out of the grave | |
| Feast yourself on fast food | |
| In this hamburger hell | |
| Cash flow agogo | |
| You better paint your smile on | |
| And, yes, it' s hard on the brain | |
| Putting the right records on | |
| The world still wears a lipstick smile | |
| The roadside cameras still click in time | |
| At least you' re not alone | |
| Live in paper houses | |
| Burn the bridges and make us strong | |
| Leave the animals | |
| Live in paper houses | |
| Burn the railroads and telephones | |
| Leave the animals your home |