| Song | Cuckoo Madame |
| Artist | Robert Wyatt |
| Album | Cuckooland |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Benge, Wyatt | |
| Cuckoo Madame | |
| with your teddy bear eye, | |
| yellow fingers clinging to the chain link fence. | |
| Bombers above you. | |
| Bombers behind you. | |
| Disapproval hounds you, | |
| ugly rumour surrounds you. | |
| Solitary madam, | |
| we never understood, you | |
| never told us of your battle | |
| with the cuckoo baby blues. | |
| Cuckoo Madame, | |
| it's no wonder you're shy. | |
| You're Greta Garbo, | |
| you're the witch of Salem. | |
| You're anti-social, and | |
| you are too bloody lonely | |
| for the likes of us. | |
| We never knew of your battle | |
| with the cuckoo baby blues. | |
| When you saw that egg crack | |
| it froze your blood. | |
| You knew you had to fly then, | |
| had to say goodbye, | |
| had to fly before you saw another mother | |
| feed your chick. | |
| You knew it would break your heart. | |
| You knew it would break your heart. |
| zuo ci : Benge, Wyatt | |
| Cuckoo Madame | |
| with your teddy bear eye, | |
| yellow fingers clinging to the chain link fence. | |
| Bombers above you. | |
| Bombers behind you. | |
| Disapproval hounds you, | |
| ugly rumour surrounds you. | |
| Solitary madam, | |
| we never understood, you | |
| never told us of your battle | |
| with the cuckoo baby blues. | |
| Cuckoo Madame, | |
| it' s no wonder you' re shy. | |
| You' re Greta Garbo, | |
| you' re the witch of Salem. | |
| You' re antisocial, and | |
| you are too bloody lonely | |
| for the likes of us. | |
| We never knew of your battle | |
| with the cuckoo baby blues. | |
| When you saw that egg crack | |
| it froze your blood. | |
| You knew you had to fly then, | |
| had to say goodbye, | |
| had to fly before you saw another mother | |
| feed your chick. | |
| You knew it would break your heart. | |
| You knew it would break your heart. |
| zuò cí : Benge, Wyatt | |
| Cuckoo Madame | |
| with your teddy bear eye, | |
| yellow fingers clinging to the chain link fence. | |
| Bombers above you. | |
| Bombers behind you. | |
| Disapproval hounds you, | |
| ugly rumour surrounds you. | |
| Solitary madam, | |
| we never understood, you | |
| never told us of your battle | |
| with the cuckoo baby blues. | |
| Cuckoo Madame, | |
| it' s no wonder you' re shy. | |
| You' re Greta Garbo, | |
| you' re the witch of Salem. | |
| You' re antisocial, and | |
| you are too bloody lonely | |
| for the likes of us. | |
| We never knew of your battle | |
| with the cuckoo baby blues. | |
| When you saw that egg crack | |
| it froze your blood. | |
| You knew you had to fly then, | |
| had to say goodbye, | |
| had to fly before you saw another mother | |
| feed your chick. | |
| You knew it would break your heart. | |
| You knew it would break your heart. |