| Song | I Am Right |
| Artist | Saccharine Trust |
| Album | Paganicons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Baiza, Brewer | |
| You were always cunning like the game you'd play | |
| As your mindless kindless friends would say | |
| You got what you wanted but not what you needed | |
| No matter how hard you pleaded | |
| Your eighteen and you know it all | |
| So how in the hell could you ever fall | |
| For such a thoughtless gutless fool | |
| Who taught you about drugs and kept you out of school | |
| Isn't that right | |
| I am right | |
| I am right | |
| I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies | |
| The trash can jazzman really really was a has been | |
| Though you laid him down like he was the last man | |
| Through your family never took it calmly | |
| When they pulled the covers you were in jeopardy | |
| With your back in a brace you arms in a sling | |
| You doctor saying haven't you had your fling | |
| Well you have all your time to the protest line | |
| But what did you get from screaming screaming screaming | |
| I am right I am right | |
| I am right I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies | |
| So forth and so forth you really had a cold heart | |
| Once on your knees you weren't such a bad sport | |
| You started crying when they caught you lying | |
| No one ever said you weren't trying | |
| With your mind on the freeway your mouth on a cliché | |
| You walked in the party talking like a D.J. | |
| You had your rations of middle class fashions | |
| I am right I am right | |
| I am right I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies |
| zuo ci : Baiza, Brewer | |
| You were always cunning like the game you' d play | |
| As your mindless kindless friends would say | |
| You got what you wanted but not what you needed | |
| No matter how hard you pleaded | |
| Your eighteen and you know it all | |
| So how in the hell could you ever fall | |
| For such a thoughtless gutless fool | |
| Who taught you about drugs and kept you out of school | |
| Isn' t that right | |
| I am right | |
| I am right | |
| I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies | |
| The trash can jazzman really really was a has been | |
| Though you laid him down like he was the last man | |
| Through your family never took it calmly | |
| When they pulled the covers you were in jeopardy | |
| With your back in a brace you arms in a sling | |
| You doctor saying haven' t you had your fling | |
| Well you have all your time to the protest line | |
| But what did you get from screaming screaming screaming | |
| I am right I am right | |
| I am right I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies | |
| So forth and so forth you really had a cold heart | |
| Once on your knees you weren' t such a bad sport | |
| You started crying when they caught you lying | |
| No one ever said you weren' t trying | |
| With your mind on the freeway your mouth on a cliche | |
| You walked in the party talking like a D. J. | |
| You had your rations of middle class fashions | |
| I am right I am right | |
| I am right I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies |
| zuò cí : Baiza, Brewer | |
| You were always cunning like the game you' d play | |
| As your mindless kindless friends would say | |
| You got what you wanted but not what you needed | |
| No matter how hard you pleaded | |
| Your eighteen and you know it all | |
| So how in the hell could you ever fall | |
| For such a thoughtless gutless fool | |
| Who taught you about drugs and kept you out of school | |
| Isn' t that right | |
| I am right | |
| I am right | |
| I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies | |
| The trash can jazzman really really was a has been | |
| Though you laid him down like he was the last man | |
| Through your family never took it calmly | |
| When they pulled the covers you were in jeopardy | |
| With your back in a brace you arms in a sling | |
| You doctor saying haven' t you had your fling | |
| Well you have all your time to the protest line | |
| But what did you get from screaming screaming screaming | |
| I am right I am right | |
| I am right I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies | |
| So forth and so forth you really had a cold heart | |
| Once on your knees you weren' t such a bad sport | |
| You started crying when they caught you lying | |
| No one ever said you weren' t trying | |
| With your mind on the freeway your mouth on a cliché | |
| You walked in the party talking like a D. J. | |
| You had your rations of middle class fashions | |
| I am right I am right | |
| I am right I am right | |
| No one no one is gonna tell me otherwise | |
| No one no one is gonna fill this boy with lies |