| Song | Do The Earth |
| Artist | Guided by Voices |
| Album | Live From Austin TX |
| 作词 : Pollard | |
| here's a picture from the house of meat | |
| are you the person i'm scheduled to meet | |
| to assess my skeleton's worth? | |
| do the earth | |
| curtains open and the guests are fried | |
| in my attempt to seem dignified | |
| i re-enact my birth | |
| do the earth | |
| do the earth i wanna ramble in opium fields | |
| playing tricks on the invasion boys | |
| penetrator like a space invader - do the earth | |
| do the earth- this tear will never wash away | |
| on any human sanitation day | |
| and i will starve to death and wither away | |
| unless you feed me | |
| I'm too tired to run from the tiger | |
| i'm too dumb to hide in the bushes | |
| i'm a human costume with veins of gold | |
| i'll face the punching bag - do what i'm told | |
| til i get old and have to dwell | |
| in the valley of the ironman | |
| do the earth -- you beckon me and leave it up to fate | |
| you offer salvation and i salivate | |
| and the thought of my next free cheese | |
| hear the voice |
| zuò cí : Pollard | |
| here' s a picture from the house of meat | |
| are you the person i' m scheduled to meet | |
| to assess my skeleton' s worth? | |
| do the earth | |
| curtains open and the guests are fried | |
| in my attempt to seem dignified | |
| i reenact my birth | |
| do the earth | |
| do the earth i wanna ramble in opium fields | |
| playing tricks on the invasion boys | |
| penetrator like a space invader do the earth | |
| do the earth this tear will never wash away | |
| on any human sanitation day | |
| and i will starve to death and wither away | |
| unless you feed me | |
| I' m too tired to run from the tiger | |
| i' m too dumb to hide in the bushes | |
| i' m a human costume with veins of gold | |
| i' ll face the punching bag do what i' m told | |
| til i get old and have to dwell | |
| in the valley of the ironman | |
| do the earth you beckon me and leave it up to fate | |
| you offer salvation and i salivate | |
| and the thought of my next free cheese | |
| hear the voice |