| Song | Wedding Bells Are Breaking Up That Old Gang Of Mine |
| Artist | Shearwater |
| Album | Winged Life |
| 作曲 : Meiburg, Sheff | |
| Went to see the new baby | |
| And we smoked weed on the back porch | |
| And lying on my back with the pool floatie | |
| "Reign In Blood" just thundering forth | |
| I said, "What do you say | |
| Your parents take your place for an hour? | |
| We can drive downtown | |
| To our old favorite place | |
| Let the years just melt away | |
| And find ourselves back where we were found" | |
| There's not a soul down on the corner | |
| And that's a pretty certain sign | |
| That I shouldn't try | |
| To play the reformer | |
| Picking up pieces of that old gang of mine | |
| But what would they say | |
| If it went the other way | |
| And we flew to today | |
| Through ten years of time | |
| They'd be ashamed | |
| I'm so sure they'd be ashamed | |
| At what I claim to be doing with my life | |
| Now they're all paired off | |
| And kissing the other half goodnight | |
| And then falling deep into the same sleep | |
| While walls and warm sheets shut out the light | |
| And I'm the only one | |
| At the top of my lungs | |
| Who's still singing sweet adelines | |
| They're all filled up | |
| They don't need the love | |
| That I'm bringing that old gang of mine | |
| Not a soul down on the corner | |
| They're all safe sitting down behind smooth sheets of glass | |
| I guess it's not going to get any warmer | |
| And I guess it's raining slow | |
| Until it's raining fast |
| zuò qǔ : Meiburg, Sheff | |
| Went to see the new baby | |
| And we smoked weed on the back porch | |
| And lying on my back with the pool floatie | |
| " Reign In Blood" just thundering forth | |
| I said, " What do you say | |
| Your parents take your place for an hour? | |
| We can drive downtown | |
| To our old favorite place | |
| Let the years just melt away | |
| And find ourselves back where we were found" | |
| There' s not a soul down on the corner | |
| And that' s a pretty certain sign | |
| That I shouldn' t try | |
| To play the reformer | |
| Picking up pieces of that old gang of mine | |
| But what would they say | |
| If it went the other way | |
| And we flew to today | |
| Through ten years of time | |
| They' d be ashamed | |
| I' m so sure they' d be ashamed | |
| At what I claim to be doing with my life | |
| Now they' re all paired off | |
| And kissing the other half goodnight | |
| And then falling deep into the same sleep | |
| While walls and warm sheets shut out the light | |
| And I' m the only one | |
| At the top of my lungs | |
| Who' s still singing sweet adelines | |
| They' re all filled up | |
| They don' t need the love | |
| That I' m bringing that old gang of mine | |
| Not a soul down on the corner | |
| They' re all safe sitting down behind smooth sheets of glass | |
| I guess it' s not going to get any warmer | |
| And I guess it' s raining slow | |
| Until it' s raining fast |