| Song | Through The Corridors |
| Artist | IQ |
| Album | Tales From The Lush Attic |
| 作词 : IQ | |
| When the feeling takes me over, what else can | |
| I do but run? | |
| Through the corridors | |
| I follow, | |
| I shoot into oblivion; | |
| If you close your eyes and listen, you can hear the children play, | |
| I love it when their eyes are watching, | |
| I'll have it when they disobey. | |
| It's a different kind of loving, such a dirty rigmarole, | |
| But just in case there's no tomorrow, | |
| I'll dring fire from their souls; | |
| If you close your eyes and listen, you can hear the children shout, | |
| I hate it but | |
| I win't be happy till | |
| I've turned them inside out. | |
| All day long, here | |
| I go! All day long, all day! |
| zuò cí : IQ | |
| When the feeling takes me over, what else can | |
| I do but run? | |
| Through the corridors | |
| I follow, | |
| I shoot into oblivion | |
| If you close your eyes and listen, you can hear the children play, | |
| I love it when their eyes are watching, | |
| I' ll have it when they disobey. | |
| It' s a different kind of loving, such a dirty rigmarole, | |
| But just in case there' s no tomorrow, | |
| I' ll dring fire from their souls | |
| If you close your eyes and listen, you can hear the children shout, | |
| I hate it but | |
| I win' t be happy till | |
| I' ve turned them inside out. | |
| All day long, here | |
| I go! All day long, all day! |