| Song | Searching For A Father |
| Artist | Infant Sorrow |
| Album | Get Him To The Greek |
| 作曲 : Bern,Viola | |
| 作词 : Bern,Viola | |
| When I was young, I heard my dad say | |
| "Son, I'm leaving now." | |
| And he said "Other men do as other men please | |
| And Aldous is the name with which I leave you." | |
| And here I am | |
| While all around me things become hysterical | |
| Here I stand | |
| Beneath the robes of Lady Liberty | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| Searching for a father in America. | |
| I was sixteen | |
| I took a trip | |
| To Washington, D.C. | |
| Just my mom and me | |
| Saw the reflecting pool | |
| And the Capitol | |
| A guy wanked off at the Vietnam Memorial. | |
| Here I am | |
| Staring at a canyon quite deadly | |
| Here I stand | |
| Baptised beneath the falls of Niagra | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| Searching for a father in America. | |
| Number one: George Washington | |
| Lost his dad when he was one | |
| Jimmy Carter made himself a son of wood | |
| But like Pinocchio | |
| He weren't very good | |
| Lincoln, shot by his son | |
| In the theater, up his bum | |
| Nixon he had no son | |
| Too late, his own son was Watergate | |
| Ronald Reagan, he got shot | |
| For Jodie Foster, quite a lot | |
| Nancy, stupid cow | |
| He can't remember her no more, yeah. | |
| America. | |
| When I am old | |
| I'll find my dad | |
| They'll recreate his body from my DNA | |
| And I'll say "Other men do as other men please | |
| And Aldous is the name with which I grieve." | |
| And now, | |
| Here I am | |
| Seeking my redemption in this heathen land | |
| Here I stand | |
| Amidst the stars and stripes and scientists | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| I am my own father | |
| I gave birth to me, yeah |
| zuò qǔ : Bern, Viola | |
| zuò cí : Bern, Viola | |
| When I was young, I heard my dad say | |
| " Son, I' m leaving now." | |
| And he said " Other men do as other men please | |
| And Aldous is the name with which I leave you." | |
| And here I am | |
| While all around me things become hysterical | |
| Here I stand | |
| Beneath the robes of Lady Liberty | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| Searching for a father in America. | |
| I was sixteen | |
| I took a trip | |
| To Washington, D. C. | |
| Just my mom and me | |
| Saw the reflecting pool | |
| And the Capitol | |
| A guy wanked off at the Vietnam Memorial. | |
| Here I am | |
| Staring at a canyon quite deadly | |
| Here I stand | |
| Baptised beneath the falls of Niagra | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| Searching for a father in America. | |
| Number one: George Washington | |
| Lost his dad when he was one | |
| Jimmy Carter made himself a son of wood | |
| But like Pinocchio | |
| He weren' t very good | |
| Lincoln, shot by his son | |
| In the theater, up his bum | |
| Nixon he had no son | |
| Too late, his own son was Watergate | |
| Ronald Reagan, he got shot | |
| For Jodie Foster, quite a lot | |
| Nancy, stupid cow | |
| He can' t remember her no more, yeah. | |
| America. | |
| When I am old | |
| I' ll find my dad | |
| They' ll recreate his body from my DNA | |
| And I' ll say " Other men do as other men please | |
| And Aldous is the name with which I grieve." | |
| And now, | |
| Here I am | |
| Seeking my redemption in this heathen land | |
| Here I stand | |
| Amidst the stars and stripes and scientists | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| Searching for a father in America | |
| I am my own father | |
| I gave birth to me, yeah |