| Song | Gideon's Bible |
| Artist | John Cale |
| Album | Vintage Violence |
| 作词 : Cale | |
| Holding on, with both eyes, to things that don't exist | |
| Peering through the cutting wrist, at grand old mother greedy | |
| Rolling out the cotton ship, upon the carpet pillow | |
| Throttling children callously, a messy day with clancy | |
| Gideon lied and gideon died | |
| The force of china felt | |
| Gideon smiled as gideon died | |
| The thought of china held. | |
| Rolling out the golden robes and other foreign language | |
| Stretching out the verbs and nouns together in the greeting | |
| Some that felt the blade often, some deep confused emotion | |
| Struck eye first against the wall of china under fire. | |
| Gideon lied and gideon died | |
| The force of china felt | |
| Gideon smiled as gideon died | |
| The thought of china held. |
| zuò cí : Cale | |
| Holding on, with both eyes, to things that don' t exist | |
| Peering through the cutting wrist, at grand old mother greedy | |
| Rolling out the cotton ship, upon the carpet pillow | |
| Throttling children callously, a messy day with clancy | |
| Gideon lied and gideon died | |
| The force of china felt | |
| Gideon smiled as gideon died | |
| The thought of china held. | |
| Rolling out the golden robes and other foreign language | |
| Stretching out the verbs and nouns together in the greeting | |
| Some that felt the blade often, some deep confused emotion | |
| Struck eye first against the wall of china under fire. | |
| Gideon lied and gideon died | |
| The force of china felt | |
| Gideon smiled as gideon died | |
| The thought of china held. |