| Song | Binky the Doormat |
| Artist | R.E.M. |
| Album | New Adventures in Hi-Fi |
| 作词 : Berry, Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| This is horror movie stuff. | |
| the muffin is peach, you're 'makin' love'. | |
| you mean this opera involves handcuffs? | |
| I lay defeated. | |
| yeah, sour milk mouth, horseradish sweet. | |
| she's a girl and she's loving me. | |
| but distance is my tendency. | |
| I am defeated. | |
| have you lost your place? (go away, go away) | |
| I wore my doormat face. (go away, go away, go away, go, go, go) | |
| I hung my this or that. (go away, go away, go away, go away) | |
| I laid my welcome mat. (go away, go away) | |
| If I'm your oyster, where's the war? | |
| you leave me gasping, tattered and torn. | |
| I know you can't find a fork. | |
| I am just a little acorn. | |
| well, acorns grow to mighty trees. | |
| you've got sauce, but you don't have knees. | |
| now look who's asking pretty please. | |
| I lay defeated. | |
| have you lost your place? (go away, go away) | |
| I wore my doormat face. (go away, go away, go away, go, go, go) | |
| I hung my this or that. (go away, go away, go away, go away) | |
| I laid my welcome mat. (go away, go away) | |
| Call your bathroom friends around. | |
| I will fake a little frown. | |
| I will be your little clown, | |
| easily defeated. | |
| yeah, shut the door and open wide. | |
| seconal and astroglide. | |
| fuck with me and traumatize. | |
| don't you see i love your hide? | |
| all the beauty that's trapped inside. | |
| can't you see i love your hide? | |
| can't you see i love your hide? | |
| can't you see it? | |
| have you lost your place? (go away, go away) | |
| I wore my doormat face. (go away, go away, go away, go, go, go) | |
| I hung my this or that. (go away, go away, go away, go away) | |
| I laid my welcome mat. (go away, go away, go away, go, go, go) | |
| go away, go away, go away, go away, | |
| go away, go away |
| zuò cí : Berry, Buck, Mills, Stipe | |
| This is horror movie stuff. | |
| the muffin is peach, you' re ' makin' love'. | |
| you mean this opera involves handcuffs? | |
| I lay defeated. | |
| yeah, sour milk mouth, horseradish sweet. | |
| she' s a girl and she' s loving me. | |
| but distance is my tendency. | |
| I am defeated. | |
| have you lost your place? go away, go away | |
| I wore my doormat face. go away, go away, go away, go, go, go | |
| I hung my this or that. go away, go away, go away, go away | |
| I laid my welcome mat. go away, go away | |
| If I' m your oyster, where' s the war? | |
| you leave me gasping, tattered and torn. | |
| I know you can' t find a fork. | |
| I am just a little acorn. | |
| well, acorns grow to mighty trees. | |
| you' ve got sauce, but you don' t have knees. | |
| now look who' s asking pretty please. | |
| I lay defeated. | |
| have you lost your place? go away, go away | |
| I wore my doormat face. go away, go away, go away, go, go, go | |
| I hung my this or that. go away, go away, go away, go away | |
| I laid my welcome mat. go away, go away | |
| Call your bathroom friends around. | |
| I will fake a little frown. | |
| I will be your little clown, | |
| easily defeated. | |
| yeah, shut the door and open wide. | |
| seconal and astroglide. | |
| fuck with me and traumatize. | |
| don' t you see i love your hide? | |
| all the beauty that' s trapped inside. | |
| can' t you see i love your hide? | |
| can' t you see i love your hide? | |
| can' t you see it? | |
| have you lost your place? go away, go away | |
| I wore my doormat face. go away, go away, go away, go, go, go | |
| I hung my this or that. go away, go away, go away, go away | |
| I laid my welcome mat. go away, go away, go away, go, go, go | |
| go away, go away, go away, go away, | |
| go away, go away |