| Song | The Enemy Smacks |
| Artist | IQ |
| Album | Tales From The Lush Attic |
| 作词 : IQ | |
| Helplessly held by the weeds, we are grown, | |
| I tried talking sense to you, leave it alone; | |
| I give in to the weight of the kick, | |
| So weary of waiting and hoping for this, | |
| The two of us alone, no-one else to see, | |
| I promise not to miss you and no more jealousy. | |
| Careful of my gender, it comes, how it goes, | |
| Love me tender so nobody knows, | |
| Nobody knows the trouble | |
| I seen, Each time they asked, | |
| I said something obscene, | |
| The splinters shower down, | |
| I shelter from the rain, | |
| Against the grain, against the moon, | |
| I waxes and | |
| I wanes. No ecstasy sent for taking a line, | |
| Right through the stokehold they rip, run and shine; | |
| I awake and the feeling won't drop, | |
| Each time they slam down, | |
| I swear I will stop, | |
| The two of us alone, no-else to see, | |
| The damage brings us closer to murder, can't you see? | |
| Here in my rocking-horse house, | |
| I keep the curtains drawn; | |
| Inside my little head, | |
| I hear them screaming out my name. | |
| Here in my rocking-horse room, | |
| I keep my eyes shut tight: | |
| Inside my peeping-holes, | |
| I know that if they're empty | |
| I can sleep. | |
| Don't you believe her, deliver a shiver to me, | |
| Is this what you wanted? | |
| I'm haunted, my eyes grown cold. | |
| I still got second sight, | |
| I still can see at night. | |
| Here comes the enemy, the beast in me, | |
| Alive a little more, | |
| On my hard shoulder, | |
| The warning goes deeper than before. | |
| I still got second sight, | |
| I still can see at night. |
| zuò cí : IQ | |
| Helplessly held by the weeds, we are grown, | |
| I tried talking sense to you, leave it alone | |
| I give in to the weight of the kick, | |
| So weary of waiting and hoping for this, | |
| The two of us alone, noone else to see, | |
| I promise not to miss you and no more jealousy. | |
| Careful of my gender, it comes, how it goes, | |
| Love me tender so nobody knows, | |
| Nobody knows the trouble | |
| I seen, Each time they asked, | |
| I said something obscene, | |
| The splinters shower down, | |
| I shelter from the rain, | |
| Against the grain, against the moon, | |
| I waxes and | |
| I wanes. No ecstasy sent for taking a line, | |
| Right through the stokehold they rip, run and shine | |
| I awake and the feeling won' t drop, | |
| Each time they slam down, | |
| I swear I will stop, | |
| The two of us alone, noelse to see, | |
| The damage brings us closer to murder, can' t you see? | |
| Here in my rockinghorse house, | |
| I keep the curtains drawn | |
| Inside my little head, | |
| I hear them screaming out my name. | |
| Here in my rockinghorse room, | |
| I keep my eyes shut tight: | |
| Inside my peepingholes, | |
| I know that if they' re empty | |
| I can sleep. | |
| Don' t you believe her, deliver a shiver to me, | |
| Is this what you wanted? | |
| I' m haunted, my eyes grown cold. | |
| I still got second sight, | |
| I still can see at night. | |
| Here comes the enemy, the beast in me, | |
| Alive a little more, | |
| On my hard shoulder, | |
| The warning goes deeper than before. | |
| I still got second sight, | |
| I still can see at night. |