| 作词 : Vedder | |
| It's a disease and they're all green. | |
| It emminates from their being. | |
| Agitation with occupation. | |
| And like weeds with big leaves. | |
| Stealing light from what's beneath. | |
| Where they have more. Still they take more. | |
| Course I know. Then I don't. | |
| There's a stoway with my throat. | |
| It's deceiving. I don't believe him. | |
| We can scream out our doors. | |
| Behind the wall a fat man snores. | |
| In his dreams he's choking on leaves. | |
| Well I guess there's nothing wrong with what you say. | |
| But don't sell me, 'There can't be better ways.' | |
| Tell the captain 'This boat's not safe, and we're drowning.' | |
| Turns up he's the one making waves. Waves. Waves. | |
| I said there's nothing wrong with what you say. | |
| Believe me just asking you to sway. | |
| No white or black just grey. | |
| Can you feel this world with your heart and not your brain? |
| zuo ci : Vedder | |
| It' s a disease and they' re all green. | |
| It emminates from their being. | |
| Agitation with occupation. | |
| And like weeds with big leaves. | |
| Stealing light from what' s beneath. | |
| Where they have more. Still they take more. | |
| Course I know. Then I don' t. | |
| There' s a stoway with my throat. | |
| It' s deceiving. I don' t believe him. | |
| We can scream out our doors. | |
| Behind the wall a fat man snores. | |
| In his dreams he' s choking on leaves. | |
| Well I guess there' s nothing wrong with what you say. | |
| But don' t sell me, ' There can' t be better ways.' | |
| Tell the captain ' This boat' s not safe, and we' re drowning.' | |
| Turns up he' s the one making waves. Waves. Waves. | |
| I said there' s nothing wrong with what you say. | |
| Believe me just asking you to sway. | |
| No white or black just grey. | |
| Can you feel this world with your heart and not your brain? |
| zuò cí : Vedder | |
| It' s a disease and they' re all green. | |
| It emminates from their being. | |
| Agitation with occupation. | |
| And like weeds with big leaves. | |
| Stealing light from what' s beneath. | |
| Where they have more. Still they take more. | |
| Course I know. Then I don' t. | |
| There' s a stoway with my throat. | |
| It' s deceiving. I don' t believe him. | |
| We can scream out our doors. | |
| Behind the wall a fat man snores. | |
| In his dreams he' s choking on leaves. | |
| Well I guess there' s nothing wrong with what you say. | |
| But don' t sell me, ' There can' t be better ways.' | |
| Tell the captain ' This boat' s not safe, and we' re drowning.' | |
| Turns up he' s the one making waves. Waves. Waves. | |
| I said there' s nothing wrong with what you say. | |
| Believe me just asking you to sway. | |
| No white or black just grey. | |
| Can you feel this world with your heart and not your brain? |
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