| Song | Dixie Babylon |
| Artist | Cracker |
| Album | The Golden Age |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hickman, Lowery | |
| We went down to the old part of town | |
| By the stinking canal and the cotton mill | |
| Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on | |
| With a gesture she said to me | |
| I really must confess | |
| I'd like to get undressed with you | |
| And though the thought had never really crossed my mind | |
| Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along | |
| We went out under the turning leaves | |
| The fetid earth was damp and cool | |
| Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck | |
| All innocence, it was lost | |
| I really must confess | |
| I'm feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed | |
| And I have always taken more than | |
| I have given back | |
| And as a matter of fact, | |
| I've given nothing up |
| zuo ci : Hickman, Lowery | |
| We went down to the old part of town | |
| By the stinking canal and the cotton mill | |
| Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on | |
| With a gesture she said to me | |
| I really must confess | |
| I' d like to get undressed with you | |
| And though the thought had never really crossed my mind | |
| Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along | |
| We went out under the turning leaves | |
| The fetid earth was damp and cool | |
| Autumn' s feeble light on her salty neck | |
| All innocence, it was lost | |
| I really must confess | |
| I' m feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed | |
| And I have always taken more than | |
| I have given back | |
| And as a matter of fact, | |
| I' ve given nothing up |
| zuò cí : Hickman, Lowery | |
| We went down to the old part of town | |
| By the stinking canal and the cotton mill | |
| Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on | |
| With a gesture she said to me | |
| I really must confess | |
| I' d like to get undressed with you | |
| And though the thought had never really crossed my mind | |
| Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along | |
| We went out under the turning leaves | |
| The fetid earth was damp and cool | |
| Autumn' s feeble light on her salty neck | |
| All innocence, it was lost | |
| I really must confess | |
| I' m feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed | |
| And I have always taken more than | |
| I have given back | |
| And as a matter of fact, | |
| I' ve given nothing up |