| Song | The Official Ironmen Rally Song |
| Artist | Guided by Voices |
| Album | Under The Bushes Under The Stars |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Pollard | |
| Bitter fish in crude oil sea | |
| You don't have to bother me | |
| You just have to join on this song | |
| Crawling people on your knees | |
| Don't take this so seriously | |
| You just have to hum it all day long | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps | |
| You won't see me turn my back | |
| With my head against my stack | |
| Spinning deep and broken open skin | |
| Official ironman you are free | |
| Champions officially, but | |
| You won't catch me on an open chin | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps | |
| Knockout punches for the freaks | |
| Happy little babies with red cheeks | |
| You will rock them gently out of sync | |
| Confirmations through the wire | |
| Spitting gas into the fire | |
| Am i also worthy of a drink? | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps |
| zuo ci : Pollard | |
| Bitter fish in crude oil sea | |
| You don' t have to bother me | |
| You just have to join on this song | |
| Crawling people on your knees | |
| Don' t take this so seriously | |
| You just have to hum it all day long | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps | |
| You won' t see me turn my back | |
| With my head against my stack | |
| Spinning deep and broken open skin | |
| Official ironman you are free | |
| Champions officially, but | |
| You won' t catch me on an open chin | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps | |
| Knockout punches for the freaks | |
| Happy little babies with red cheeks | |
| You will rock them gently out of sync | |
| Confirmations through the wire | |
| Spitting gas into the fire | |
| Am i also worthy of a drink? | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps |
| zuò cí : Pollard | |
| Bitter fish in crude oil sea | |
| You don' t have to bother me | |
| You just have to join on this song | |
| Crawling people on your knees | |
| Don' t take this so seriously | |
| You just have to hum it all day long | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps | |
| You won' t see me turn my back | |
| With my head against my stack | |
| Spinning deep and broken open skin | |
| Official ironman you are free | |
| Champions officially, but | |
| You won' t catch me on an open chin | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps | |
| Knockout punches for the freaks | |
| Happy little babies with red cheeks | |
| You will rock them gently out of sync | |
| Confirmations through the wire | |
| Spitting gas into the fire | |
| Am i also worthy of a drink? | |
| To dine, alone | |
| To build a private zone | |
| Or trigger a synapse | |
| And free us from our traps |