| Song | Other People's Lives |
| Artist | Ray Davies |
| Album | Other People's Lives |
| 作曲 : Davies | |
| Can't believe what | |
| I just read, gossip on the | |
| InternetNow the tabloids have the news | |
| Cross my heart, it just ain't true | |
| I never thought it of you | |
| Name, names and every line | |
| Is feeding their suspicious minds | |
| I'm not bitter or angry, | |
| I'm only feeling sympathy | |
| You really found the time | |
| To feed the reporter with your views | |
| See the reporter, break the news | |
| Read the reporter, join the queue | |
| Spread the news, scandalize | |
| Words cut like a thousand knives | |
| Take the cash, bag the prize | |
| For playing games with other people's lives | |
| See the reporter, break the news | |
| Read the reporter, join the queue | |
| Eat it up, take a bite, feed the reader's appetite | |
| They'll swallow anything you write | |
| As long as it's in black and white | |
| And full of titillation | |
| I can't believe what | |
| I just read | |
| Excuse me, | |
| I just vomited | |
| Tell your story, it's your call | |
| So autobiographical but oh, so trivial | |
| Feed the reporter | |
| They put it on the | |
| InternetTo help improve the circulation | |
| They'll pepper it with lies | |
| It's only other people's lives | |
| Feed the reporter | |
| Read the reporter | |
| Politicians dressed in drag | |
| Careers stopped with a quick back stab | |
| While anonymous informer flees | |
| And leaves us with our fantasy and erotic visions | |
| Who did what, when, to whom | |
| In the dominatrix room? | |
| Tabloids daily titillate | |
| Each sordid tale reverberates | |
| All across the nation(What can I say?) | |
| Feed the reporter(It's a vendetta) | |
| Read the reporter([Incomprehensible]) | |
| A rumor then a vicious phrase | |
| A poison pen can wreck your day | |
| And weather words that crucify | |
| As tabloid judges sharpen up their knives | |
| Read the reporter, black and white | |
| See the reporter victimize | |
| See a poor sucker crucified | |
| To stop the truth, to tell your lies | |
| Betray your friends and get the prize | |
| The dagger's in, now twist the knife | |
| The gutter's full of other people's lives |
| zuò qǔ : Davies | |
| Can' t believe what | |
| I just read, gossip on the | |
| InternetNow the tabloids have the news | |
| Cross my heart, it just ain' t true | |
| I never thought it of you | |
| Name, names and every line | |
| Is feeding their suspicious minds | |
| I' m not bitter or angry, | |
| I' m only feeling sympathy | |
| You really found the time | |
| To feed the reporter with your views | |
| See the reporter, break the news | |
| Read the reporter, join the queue | |
| Spread the news, scandalize | |
| Words cut like a thousand knives | |
| Take the cash, bag the prize | |
| For playing games with other people' s lives | |
| See the reporter, break the news | |
| Read the reporter, join the queue | |
| Eat it up, take a bite, feed the reader' s appetite | |
| They' ll swallow anything you write | |
| As long as it' s in black and white | |
| And full of titillation | |
| I can' t believe what | |
| I just read | |
| Excuse me, | |
| I just vomited | |
| Tell your story, it' s your call | |
| So autobiographical but oh, so trivial | |
| Feed the reporter | |
| They put it on the | |
| InternetTo help improve the circulation | |
| They' ll pepper it with lies | |
| It' s only other people' s lives | |
| Feed the reporter | |
| Read the reporter | |
| Politicians dressed in drag | |
| Careers stopped with a quick back stab | |
| While anonymous informer flees | |
| And leaves us with our fantasy and erotic visions | |
| Who did what, when, to whom | |
| In the dominatrix room? | |
| Tabloids daily titillate | |
| Each sordid tale reverberates | |
| All across the nation What can I say? | |
| Feed the reporter It' s a vendetta | |
| Read the reporter Incomprehensible | |
| A rumor then a vicious phrase | |
| A poison pen can wreck your day | |
| And weather words that crucify | |
| As tabloid judges sharpen up their knives | |
| Read the reporter, black and white | |
| See the reporter victimize | |
| See a poor sucker crucified | |
| To stop the truth, to tell your lies | |
| Betray your friends and get the prize | |
| The dagger' s in, now twist the knife | |
| The gutter' s full of other people' s lives |