| Song | Man In Decline |
| Artist | Mission of Burma |
| Album | The Obliterati |
| 作词 : Conley | |
| And it probably works to the better | |
| That you're there and I'm over here | |
| Continentalistical prophilaxis | |
| Courtesy of the great divide | |
| History repeats itself | |
| Fast forward through tragedy | |
| 'Cause farce is waiting there for us | |
| with open arms and guarantees | |
| of such ridiculosity | |
| to make eyes roll and bowties spin | |
| We're the last to see | |
| Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey-oo | |
| And it doesn't seem to get any better | |
| little action loads of talk | |
| time to step up to the plate and take your haggis like a man | |
| Itself repeats history | |
| Fast forward through tragedy | |
| 'Cause farce is waiting there for us | |
| with open arms and guarantees | |
| of such ridiculosity | |
| and dignities in full retreat | |
| We head up the ?? | |
| What the harm in stumbling | |
| blessed with two left feet | |
| and as the cookie's crumbling | |
| it never tastes so sweet | |
| Aoooooo | |
| Pursuits of happiness | |
| Mortal embarassments | |
| History repeats itself | |
| A man in decline | |
| Will it ever or never get better? | |
| Will it ever or never get better? | |
| Can I tickle your ass with a feather? | |
| Can we make up and make up forever? | |
| Will it ever or never or ever or never | |
| or ever never ever or never get better? |
| zuò cí : Conley | |
| And it probably works to the better | |
| That you' re there and I' m over here | |
| Continentalistical prophilaxis | |
| Courtesy of the great divide | |
| History repeats itself | |
| Fast forward through tragedy | |
| ' Cause farce is waiting there for us | |
| with open arms and guarantees | |
| of such ridiculosity | |
| to make eyes roll and bowties spin | |
| We' re the last to see | |
| Hey Hey Hey Hey Heyoo | |
| And it doesn' t seem to get any better | |
| little action loads of talk | |
| time to step up to the plate and take your haggis like a man | |
| Itself repeats history | |
| Fast forward through tragedy | |
| ' Cause farce is waiting there for us | |
| with open arms and guarantees | |
| of such ridiculosity | |
| and dignities in full retreat | |
| We head up the nbsp?? | |
| What the harm in stumbling | |
| blessed with two left feet | |
| and as the cookie' s crumbling | |
| it never tastes so sweet | |
| Aoooooo | |
| Pursuits of happiness | |
| Mortal embarassments | |
| History repeats itself | |
| A man in decline | |
| Will it ever or never get better? | |
| Will it ever or never get better? | |
| Can I tickle your ass with a feather? | |
| Can we make up and make up forever? | |
| Will it ever or never or ever or never | |
| or ever never ever or never get better? |