| Song | Rock Candy Brains |
| Artist | Kristin Hersh |
| Album | Strange Angels |
| 作词 : Hersh | |
| Must've been on mushrooms when you wrote that pile of junk. | |
| Got rock candy brains and that head of yours, full of holes... | |
| Terry cloth's about the only comfort | |
| I'm allowed... | |
| What with all the rain and this house of yours... | |
| Full of holes... | |
| I'm about through being your plaything... | |
| I'm about through being your gin... | |
| I'm about through being your water... | |
| Do you want to spend another night under the porch?... | |
| We could light a candle and this rotten wood up in flames... | |
| Your orange fingers are glowing hot... | |
| I think your sneaker's on fire... | |
| Up in flames... | |
| One breath after lights out... | |
| The rest under night's spell... |
| zuò cí : Hersh | |
| Must' ve been on mushrooms when you wrote that pile of junk. | |
| Got rock candy brains and that head of yours, full of holes... | |
| Terry cloth' s about the only comfort | |
| I' m allowed... | |
| What with all the rain and this house of yours... | |
| Full of holes... | |
| I' m about through being your plaything... | |
| I' m about through being your gin... | |
| I' m about through being your water... | |
| Do you want to spend another night under the porch?... | |
| We could light a candle and this rotten wood up in flames... | |
| Your orange fingers are glowing hot... | |
| I think your sneaker' s on fire... | |
| Up in flames... | |
| One breath after lights out... | |
| The rest under night' s spell... |