| 作词 : Barrett | |
| Do you believe in | |
| Darwins theory of evolution | |
| Do you believe in the | |
| President, | |
| The Bible, | |
| The Constitution. | |
| Do you believe in innocence, | |
| Do you believe in thought control. | |
| Do you believe in wonderland, or that there might just be no | |
| Al Quaeda at all. | |
| This is no place for the is no place for the broken hearted. | |
| This is no place for the innocent. | |
| This is no place for the weak, faint hearted. | |
| These are the days of the ambassadors of wonder. | |
| These are the days of love. (pain) | |
| These are the days of the architects of life, | |
| So open up your eyes. | |
| Do you believe in miracles, | |
| In alien intervention. | |
| The Koran, | |
| The Star of | |
| David. Do you believe in the web the spinners spun. | |
| Do you believe in the | |
| Blair war on terror. | |
| Do you believe what you were taught at school. | |
| Do you believe in the xenophanes. | |
| It's a garble of intimations around the world. | |
| Society is so well intentioned. | |
| A star is reborn in the | |
| East. The secret societies of now to believe. | |
| The eyes of the world are upon you. | |
| Watching each move that is made. | |
| I journey to find the | |
| God of dreams. | |
| The secret societies of | |
| Babylon. A star is reborn in the east. | |
| Hutchings and pyramids of men. | |
| The meaning of which is forgotten, | |
| Lies under a deep bed of sand. | |
| Far from the view of human eyes. |
| zuo ci : Barrett | |
| Do you believe in | |
| Darwins theory of evolution | |
| Do you believe in the | |
| President, | |
| The Bible, | |
| The Constitution. | |
| Do you believe in innocence, | |
| Do you believe in thought control. | |
| Do you believe in wonderland, or that there might just be no | |
| Al Quaeda at all. | |
| This is no place for the is no place for the broken hearted. | |
| This is no place for the innocent. | |
| This is no place for the weak, faint hearted. | |
| These are the days of the ambassadors of wonder. | |
| These are the days of love. pain | |
| These are the days of the architects of life, | |
| So open up your eyes. | |
| Do you believe in miracles, | |
| In alien intervention. | |
| The Koran, | |
| The Star of | |
| David. Do you believe in the web the spinners spun. | |
| Do you believe in the | |
| Blair war on terror. | |
| Do you believe what you were taught at school. | |
| Do you believe in the xenophanes. | |
| It' s a garble of intimations around the world. | |
| Society is so well intentioned. | |
| A star is reborn in the | |
| East. The secret societies of now to believe. | |
| The eyes of the world are upon you. | |
| Watching each move that is made. | |
| I journey to find the | |
| God of dreams. | |
| The secret societies of | |
| Babylon. A star is reborn in the east. | |
| Hutchings and pyramids of men. | |
| The meaning of which is forgotten, | |
| Lies under a deep bed of sand. | |
| Far from the view of human eyes. |
| zuò cí : Barrett | |
| Do you believe in | |
| Darwins theory of evolution | |
| Do you believe in the | |
| President, | |
| The Bible, | |
| The Constitution. | |
| Do you believe in innocence, | |
| Do you believe in thought control. | |
| Do you believe in wonderland, or that there might just be no | |
| Al Quaeda at all. | |
| This is no place for the is no place for the broken hearted. | |
| This is no place for the innocent. | |
| This is no place for the weak, faint hearted. | |
| These are the days of the ambassadors of wonder. | |
| These are the days of love. pain | |
| These are the days of the architects of life, | |
| So open up your eyes. | |
| Do you believe in miracles, | |
| In alien intervention. | |
| The Koran, | |
| The Star of | |
| David. Do you believe in the web the spinners spun. | |
| Do you believe in the | |
| Blair war on terror. | |
| Do you believe what you were taught at school. | |
| Do you believe in the xenophanes. | |
| It' s a garble of intimations around the world. | |
| Society is so well intentioned. | |
| A star is reborn in the | |
| East. The secret societies of now to believe. | |
| The eyes of the world are upon you. | |
| Watching each move that is made. | |
| I journey to find the | |
| God of dreams. | |
| The secret societies of | |
| Babylon. A star is reborn in the east. | |
| Hutchings and pyramids of men. | |
| The meaning of which is forgotten, | |
| Lies under a deep bed of sand. | |
| Far from the view of human eyes. |