| Song | Bright Blue Tie |
| Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
| Album | Gallowsbird's Bark |
| 作曲 : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
| On my first day in town we saw the king | |
| He was dressed in a suit with a bright blue tie | |
| And it matched his eyes | |
| And when ours met | |
| I sighed Took a boat or a ferry to island | |
| There were gardens and trees and balloons in the sky | |
| And we knew it was right | |
| It wasn't only the light | |
| Rode our bikes up and down the streets so wide | |
| Don't lock 'em up, no they'll be just fine | |
| And I said oh my, my! | |
| I can't believe it! | |
| I cried This must be paradise | |
| But it's not, no, no, no | |
| But it's sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet oh | |
| Sweden Had a breakfast of cheese, yoghurt too | |
| All this fat but you're so skinny to boot | |
| You said it's in my genes | |
| Yeah we're so skinny we're mean | |
| Took the train every day from your suburb yeah right | |
| Only ten minutes and we're south centre tonight | |
| And we don't have to pay | |
| We sneak in free every day | |
| Schnapps on the house at the bars you like | |
| Your friends stand in line and practice | |
| English all night | |
| And I like them: they're nice | |
| All so blonde and precise | |
| This must be paradise | |
| Oh it's not, no, no, no | |
| But it's sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet oh | |
| Sweden. |
| zuò qǔ : Friedberger, Friedberger | |
| On my first day in town we saw the king | |
| He was dressed in a suit with a bright blue tie | |
| And it matched his eyes | |
| And when ours met | |
| I sighed Took a boat or a ferry to island | |
| There were gardens and trees and balloons in the sky | |
| And we knew it was right | |
| It wasn' t only the light | |
| Rode our bikes up and down the streets so wide | |
| Don' t lock ' em up, no they' ll be just fine | |
| And I said oh my, my! | |
| I can' t believe it! | |
| I cried This must be paradise | |
| But it' s not, no, no, no | |
| But it' s sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet oh | |
| Sweden Had a breakfast of cheese, yoghurt too | |
| All this fat but you' re so skinny to boot | |
| You said it' s in my genes | |
| Yeah we' re so skinny we' re mean | |
| Took the train every day from your suburb yeah right | |
| Only ten minutes and we' re south centre tonight | |
| And we don' t have to pay | |
| We sneak in free every day | |
| Schnapps on the house at the bars you like | |
| Your friends stand in line and practice | |
| English all night | |
| And I like them: they' re nice | |
| All so blonde and precise | |
| This must be paradise | |
| Oh it' s not, no, no, no | |
| But it' s sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet oh | |
| Sweden. |