| Song | Words to Sing |
| Artist | Papas Fritas |
| Album | Helioself |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Papas Fritas | |
| Giving to you the words to sing | |
| Do you remember me? | |
| Giving to you the words to sing | |
| Will you look out to sea? | |
| Will you look out to see me? | |
| I was a sailor on the ocean | |
| And I was the captain of the sea | |
| And I had the answers to your problems | |
| And I cried glory reveille | |
| I can't wait until we leave | |
| I'll steer on my own | |
| We won't be gone for long | |
| I can't remember where we came from | |
| And I can't fathom turning back | |
| I'm so tired of all this rocking | |
| And I have trouble reading maps | |
| There's always something wrong | |
| And who knows where we've gone | |
| We've been away too long | |
| The pirates stole our songs |
| zuo ci : Papas Fritas | |
| Giving to you the words to sing | |
| Do you remember me? | |
| Giving to you the words to sing | |
| Will you look out to sea? | |
| Will you look out to see me? | |
| I was a sailor on the ocean | |
| And I was the captain of the sea | |
| And I had the answers to your problems | |
| And I cried glory reveille | |
| I can' t wait until we leave | |
| I' ll steer on my own | |
| We won' t be gone for long | |
| I can' t remember where we came from | |
| And I can' t fathom turning back | |
| I' m so tired of all this rocking | |
| And I have trouble reading maps | |
| There' s always something wrong | |
| And who knows where we' ve gone | |
| We' ve been away too long | |
| The pirates stole our songs |
| zuò cí : Papas Fritas | |
| Giving to you the words to sing | |
| Do you remember me? | |
| Giving to you the words to sing | |
| Will you look out to sea? | |
| Will you look out to see me? | |
| I was a sailor on the ocean | |
| And I was the captain of the sea | |
| And I had the answers to your problems | |
| And I cried glory reveille | |
| I can' t wait until we leave | |
| I' ll steer on my own | |
| We won' t be gone for long | |
| I can' t remember where we came from | |
| And I can' t fathom turning back | |
| I' m so tired of all this rocking | |
| And I have trouble reading maps | |
| There' s always something wrong | |
| And who knows where we' ve gone | |
| We' ve been away too long | |
| The pirates stole our songs |