| Song | Time Has Got Nothing To Do With It |
| Artist | Peter Murphy |
| Album | Love Hysteria |
| 作曲 : Peter Murphy/Peter Bonas | |
| Make me a mannered, a mannered thing | |
| Carved of wood, a life force thing | |
| Give it an arm, that points to the earth | |
| And a hand, that points at me | |
| No matter where | |
| I stand No matter where | |
| I stand And knows all that we can't see | |
| The clock cannot be turned | |
| With remorseful yearns | |
| Time has nothing to do with it | |
| You would see, you would see | |
| If you were three again | |
| And did it all the same | |
| Fate drives you insane | |
| Fate drives you insane | |
| And did you throw you in the road | |
| Put your face to shame | |
| Did you think your mouth could teach | |
| Make you think you think | |
| It's got a lot to do with | |
| It's got a lot to do | |
| Let's get nothing, nothing askew | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Change is insane with eyes that blame | |
| And morals that blank the lines | |
| Of transmissions new | |
| If only we knew | |
| It's not all happening here | |
| There blanks are scarce | |
| And blindness is forgot | |
| Is forgot | |
| The perfect plan | |
| Is not the man | |
| Who tells you | |
| You are wrong | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Disappear into the clear | |
| And visions understood | |
| Wrestle now and shout the vow | |
| The illusion is the pain | |
| The illusion is the pain | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time |
| zuò qǔ : Peter Murphy Peter Bonas | |
| Make me a mannered, a mannered thing | |
| Carved of wood, a life force thing | |
| Give it an arm, that points to the earth | |
| And a hand, that points at me | |
| No matter where | |
| I stand No matter where | |
| I stand And knows all that we can' t see | |
| The clock cannot be turned | |
| With remorseful yearns | |
| Time has nothing to do with it | |
| You would see, you would see | |
| If you were three again | |
| And did it all the same | |
| Fate drives you insane | |
| Fate drives you insane | |
| And did you throw you in the road | |
| Put your face to shame | |
| Did you think your mouth could teach | |
| Make you think you think | |
| It' s got a lot to do with | |
| It' s got a lot to do | |
| Let' s get nothing, nothing askew | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Change is insane with eyes that blame | |
| And morals that blank the lines | |
| Of transmissions new | |
| If only we knew | |
| It' s not all happening here | |
| There blanks are scarce | |
| And blindness is forgot | |
| Is forgot | |
| The perfect plan | |
| Is not the man | |
| Who tells you | |
| You are wrong | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Disappear into the clear | |
| And visions understood | |
| Wrestle now and shout the vow | |
| The illusion is the pain | |
| The illusion is the pain | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time has got nothing to do with it | |
| Time |