| Song | Baseball Cap |
| Artist | Faithless |
| Album | Reverence |
| 作曲 : Sister Bliss/Rollo/Maxi Jazz | |
| Oh, smack, there goes my baseball cap I'm on the floor, | |
| I think I took a burse to my jaw, | |
| Jumped me from behind at least three, maybe four, | |
| I never see my hat no more. | |
| Oh, smash. There goes my baseball cap, | |
| It's gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can't get it back. | |
| Oh, smash, there goes my baseball cap, | |
| It's gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can't get it back. | |
| 14 years old and hard to the core, | |
| I'm walking home making plans for war, | |
| My hands was cut, my uncle says 'what's up?' | |
| Let me guess, your clothes are in a mess, you're in distress, | |
| Sit down, take five and let me look at your knees, | |
| Your still alive son, please take it easy | |
| Sometimes you have to let the world know you're not bluffing, | |
| But enough is enough, don't loose your life over nothing, | |
| Scuffling in the street is no way to die, | |
| And I don't want to have to meet your mama's eye, | |
| So try and listen hard before you fall into the trap | |
| Of making war over a baseball cap. | |
| Oh, smash, there goes my baseball cap, | |
| It's gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can't get it back. | |
| Oh, smash, there goes my baseball cap, | |
| It's gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can't get it back. |
| zuò qǔ : Sister Bliss Rollo Maxi Jazz | |
| Oh, smack, there goes my baseball cap I' m on the floor, | |
| I think I took a burse to my jaw, | |
| Jumped me from behind at least three, maybe four, | |
| I never see my hat no more. | |
| Oh, smash. There goes my baseball cap, | |
| It' s gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can' t get it back. | |
| Oh, smash, there goes my baseball cap, | |
| It' s gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can' t get it back. | |
| 14 years old and hard to the core, | |
| I' m walking home making plans for war, | |
| My hands was cut, my uncle says ' what' s up?' | |
| Let me guess, your clothes are in a mess, you' re in distress, | |
| Sit down, take five and let me look at your knees, | |
| Your still alive son, please take it easy | |
| Sometimes you have to let the world know you' re not bluffing, | |
| But enough is enough, don' t loose your life over nothing, | |
| Scuffling in the street is no way to die, | |
| And I don' t want to have to meet your mama' s eye, | |
| So try and listen hard before you fall into the trap | |
| Of making war over a baseball cap. | |
| Oh, smash, there goes my baseball cap, | |
| It' s gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can' t get it back. | |
| Oh, smash, there goes my baseball cap, | |
| It' s gone, gone, gone, gone, | |
| I can' t get it back. |