| Song | 4 Men |
| Artist | Kitchens of Distinction |
| Album | The Death of Cool |
| 作词 : Kitchens Of Distinction | |
| Stars are falling down | |
| onto this broken-hearted hungry clown | |
| because he cannot get his fill. | |
| Never thought that he would ever | |
| want this much from a man, | |
| but love is the steepest sharpest slide. | |
| Oh here he'd lie at your side | |
| looking up into the sky | |
| wondering if this is allowed. | |
| but fear rules him easily | |
| it takes lust and strength to | |
| turn to you and say, | |
| "I want you and I need you" | |
| but I haven't got the fattest chance in hell. | |
| Sun has finally upped and gone | |
| being bored of everyone | |
| I slip of my shirt and shoes. | |
| Time to hate myself again, | |
| my small voice and freckled skin | |
| to the safety of the dark. | |
| Oh here I'd like between your thighs | |
| looking up into your eyes | |
| wondering if this is allowed | |
| but fear rules me easily | |
| it takes lust and strength to | |
| turn to you and say, | |
| "I want you and I need you" | |
| but I haven't got the fattest chance in hell. | |
| So why does the world laugh and take us on these rides | |
| my dear? | |
| I'll shut my epileptic eyes and | |
| daydream of busy nights, my dear. | |
| Because I want you and I need you, | |
| I'll crush my arms around | |
| until I melt inside of you. | |
| Oh got I want you and I'll have you, | |
| I'll be your son your slave and keeper. | |
| There were four men in this room... | |
| why did you have to go and pick on me? | |
| Why? |
| zuò cí : Kitchens Of Distinction | |
| Stars are falling down | |
| onto this brokenhearted hungry clown | |
| because he cannot get his fill. | |
| Never thought that he would ever | |
| want this much from a man, | |
| but love is the steepest sharpest slide. | |
| Oh here he' d lie at your side | |
| looking up into the sky | |
| wondering if this is allowed. | |
| but fear rules him easily | |
| it takes lust and strength to | |
| turn to you and say, | |
| " I want you and I need you" | |
| but I haven' t got the fattest chance in hell. | |
| Sun has finally upped and gone | |
| being bored of everyone | |
| I slip of my shirt and shoes. | |
| Time to hate myself again, | |
| my small voice and freckled skin | |
| to the safety of the dark. | |
| Oh here I' d like between your thighs | |
| looking up into your eyes | |
| wondering if this is allowed | |
| but fear rules me easily | |
| it takes lust and strength to | |
| turn to you and say, | |
| " I want you and I need you" | |
| but I haven' t got the fattest chance in hell. | |
| So why does the world laugh and take us on these rides | |
| my dear? | |
| I' ll shut my epileptic eyes and | |
| daydream of busy nights, my dear. | |
| Because I want you and I need you, | |
| I' ll crush my arms around | |
| until I melt inside of you. | |
| Oh got I want you and I' ll have you, | |
| I' ll be your son your slave and keeper. | |
| There were four men in this room... | |
| why did you have to go and pick on me? | |
| Why? |