| Song | Red Headed Stepchild |
| Artist | Golden Smog |
| Album | Down By The Old Mainstream |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Murphy, Perlman | |
| (murphy, perlman) | |
| Hello darkness, come on in | |
| Let me light a candle | |
| Imaginations running | |
| Hands start to tremble | |
| Knows enough to know not to believe | |
| Wha's real, and what it seems to be | |
| Knows what's keeping him from being free | |
| Right outside your door | |
| Chorus: | |
| Don't run away, red headed stepchild | |
| I can only promise you won't find your way back home | |
| In another room there's laughing | |
| Entertaining strangers | |
| Walls in there don't breathe no more | |
| But they're keeping out some angels | |
| Laughed so much, he almost cried | |
| Stranger offers him a ride | |
| City blocks roll on by | |
| Never coming back | |
| (chorus) | |
| Take your pictures off my wall | |
| I hate to look at strangers | |
| Then it's burning be forewarned | |
| Keep me out of danger | |
| Knows enough to know not to believe | |
| What is real, and what it seems to be | |
| Knows what's keeping him from being free | |
| Right outside your door | |
| (chorus) | |
| (chorus) | |
| Find your way back home |
| zuo ci : Murphy, Perlman | |
| murphy, perlman | |
| Hello darkness, come on in | |
| Let me light a candle | |
| Imaginations running | |
| Hands start to tremble | |
| Knows enough to know not to believe | |
| Wha' s real, and what it seems to be | |
| Knows what' s keeping him from being free | |
| Right outside your door | |
| Chorus: | |
| Don' t run away, red headed stepchild | |
| I can only promise you won' t find your way back home | |
| In another room there' s laughing | |
| Entertaining strangers | |
| Walls in there don' t breathe no more | |
| But they' re keeping out some angels | |
| Laughed so much, he almost cried | |
| Stranger offers him a ride | |
| City blocks roll on by | |
| Never coming back | |
| chorus | |
| Take your pictures off my wall | |
| I hate to look at strangers | |
| Then it' s burning be forewarned | |
| Keep me out of danger | |
| Knows enough to know not to believe | |
| What is real, and what it seems to be | |
| Knows what' s keeping him from being free | |
| Right outside your door | |
| chorus | |
| chorus | |
| Find your way back home |
| zuò cí : Murphy, Perlman | |
| murphy, perlman | |
| Hello darkness, come on in | |
| Let me light a candle | |
| Imaginations running | |
| Hands start to tremble | |
| Knows enough to know not to believe | |
| Wha' s real, and what it seems to be | |
| Knows what' s keeping him from being free | |
| Right outside your door | |
| Chorus: | |
| Don' t run away, red headed stepchild | |
| I can only promise you won' t find your way back home | |
| In another room there' s laughing | |
| Entertaining strangers | |
| Walls in there don' t breathe no more | |
| But they' re keeping out some angels | |
| Laughed so much, he almost cried | |
| Stranger offers him a ride | |
| City blocks roll on by | |
| Never coming back | |
| chorus | |
| Take your pictures off my wall | |
| I hate to look at strangers | |
| Then it' s burning be forewarned | |
| Keep me out of danger | |
| Knows enough to know not to believe | |
| What is real, and what it seems to be | |
| Knows what' s keeping him from being free | |
| Right outside your door | |
| chorus | |
| chorus | |
| Find your way back home |