| Song | Disneyfied |
| Artist | Eugene McGuinness |
| Album | Eugene McGuinness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : McGuinness | |
| Heaven's confetti pelts down | |
| We're scattered like a toppled chess board | |
| There's a biblical queue for the money machine | |
| And a stampede spat out the drugstore | |
| And the blood pumps like an ambulance | |
| Neon frying commuters blue | |
| The everlasting roar of London | |
| Is a wall that we all can walk through | |
| I took a sip from the poison chalice | |
| Well I'm in that transitional phase | |
| Any brick can built a palace | |
| And any dream's a moonbeam away | |
| Let us marvel at the mavericks | |
| As I pour the dishwater down | |
| And shake hands with that prick from school | |
| Who's still convinced that he owns this town | |
| All my bloodymindedness | |
| Left me puzzled at discos | |
| I Disneyfied where I thought all this would eventually go | |
| I remember you in his overcoat | |
| He held you like you were the World Cup | |
| In a hurricane of hearts and diamonds | |
| I played 52 card pick up | |
| All my bloodymindedness | |
| Left me puzzled at discos | |
| I Disneyfied where I thought all this would eventually go |
| zuo qu : McGuinness | |
| Heaven' s confetti pelts down | |
| We' re scattered like a toppled chess board | |
| There' s a biblical queue for the money machine | |
| And a stampede spat out the drugstore | |
| And the blood pumps like an ambulance | |
| Neon frying commuters blue | |
| The everlasting roar of London | |
| Is a wall that we all can walk through | |
| I took a sip from the poison chalice | |
| Well I' m in that transitional phase | |
| Any brick can built a palace | |
| And any dream' s a moonbeam away | |
| Let us marvel at the mavericks | |
| As I pour the dishwater down | |
| And shake hands with that prick from school | |
| Who' s still convinced that he owns this town | |
| All my bloodymindedness | |
| Left me puzzled at discos | |
| I Disneyfied where I thought all this would eventually go | |
| I remember you in his overcoat | |
| He held you like you were the World Cup | |
| In a hurricane of hearts and diamonds | |
| I played 52 card pick up | |
| All my bloodymindedness | |
| Left me puzzled at discos | |
| I Disneyfied where I thought all this would eventually go |
| zuò qǔ : McGuinness | |
| Heaven' s confetti pelts down | |
| We' re scattered like a toppled chess board | |
| There' s a biblical queue for the money machine | |
| And a stampede spat out the drugstore | |
| And the blood pumps like an ambulance | |
| Neon frying commuters blue | |
| The everlasting roar of London | |
| Is a wall that we all can walk through | |
| I took a sip from the poison chalice | |
| Well I' m in that transitional phase | |
| Any brick can built a palace | |
| And any dream' s a moonbeam away | |
| Let us marvel at the mavericks | |
| As I pour the dishwater down | |
| And shake hands with that prick from school | |
| Who' s still convinced that he owns this town | |
| All my bloodymindedness | |
| Left me puzzled at discos | |
| I Disneyfied where I thought all this would eventually go | |
| I remember you in his overcoat | |
| He held you like you were the World Cup | |
| In a hurricane of hearts and diamonds | |
| I played 52 card pick up | |
| All my bloodymindedness | |
| Left me puzzled at discos | |
| I Disneyfied where I thought all this would eventually go |