| Song | The Petrified Florist |
| Artist | Lambchop |
| Album | Nixon |
| 作曲 : Wagner | |
| A goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe i've stepped on my guitar | |
| A borrowed bender a liver ends until you've seen it it's really just pretend | |
| A coward's trade a careful foray against the blade a patent | |
| Answer can't wait to get my hands on her | |
| The closing of the coor the blistered buttered roar oh | |
| Callous even hand in the village of the damned | |
| A broken glass the broken table the spitting image if I was able | |
| A frightened bird the written word our daily logic has become absurd | |
| And when you see her smile you live the fever for a little | |
| While you'll never ever leave her my crippled friend |
| zuò qǔ : Wagner | |
| A goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe i' ve stepped on my guitar | |
| A borrowed bender a liver ends until you' ve seen it it' s really just pretend | |
| A coward' s trade a careful foray against the blade a patent | |
| Answer can' t wait to get my hands on her | |
| The closing of the coor the blistered buttered roar oh | |
| Callous even hand in the village of the damned | |
| A broken glass the broken table the spitting image if I was able | |
| A frightened bird the written word our daily logic has become absurd | |
| And when you see her smile you live the fever for a little | |
| While you' ll never ever leave her my crippled friend |