| Song | The Count Of Monte Christo |
| Artist | Noisettes |
| Album | What's The Time Mr. Wolf |
| 作曲 : Morrison, Shoniwa, Smith | |
| So the Count of | |
| Monte Christo | |
| Threw the cape over his head | |
| Gave me a penny for my thoughts | |
| But wouldn't get no change, just | |
| Old aged rhythms | |
| They were singing in his brain for | |
| A mechanical crusade tried to shoot down his aeroplane | |
| I see, you see | |
| Ain't no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| Stung you've got a hold on me | |
| I see, you see | |
| Ain't no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| Stung you've got a hold | |
| I want to make you feel so special | |
| It's time to break the ice | |
| Bless you and your wicked ways | |
| For I guess that these are stranger days | |
| But the tact must change for | |
| The duchess to reveal her face | |
| I'd give you all my pennies | |
| For your gallantry at tomorrow's gate | |
| When I see, you see | |
| Ain't no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| I'm stung you've got a hold on me | |
| I see, you see | |
| Ain't no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| I'm stung you've got a hold | |
| So the Count of | |
| Monte Christo | |
| Threw the cape over his head | |
| Gave me a penny for my thoughts | |
| But wouldn't get no change, just | |
| Old aged rhythms | |
| They were singing in his brain for | |
| A mechanical crusade tried to shoot down his aeroplane | |
| I see, you see... |
| zuò qǔ : Morrison, Shoniwa, Smith | |
| So the Count of | |
| Monte Christo | |
| Threw the cape over his head | |
| Gave me a penny for my thoughts | |
| But wouldn' t get no change, just | |
| Old aged rhythms | |
| They were singing in his brain for | |
| A mechanical crusade tried to shoot down his aeroplane | |
| I see, you see | |
| Ain' t no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| Stung you' ve got a hold on me | |
| I see, you see | |
| Ain' t no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| Stung you' ve got a hold | |
| I want to make you feel so special | |
| It' s time to break the ice | |
| Bless you and your wicked ways | |
| For I guess that these are stranger days | |
| But the tact must change for | |
| The duchess to reveal her face | |
| I' d give you all my pennies | |
| For your gallantry at tomorrow' s gate | |
| When I see, you see | |
| Ain' t no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| I' m stung you' ve got a hold on me | |
| I see, you see | |
| Ain' t no more honey from this bee | |
| I see, you see | |
| I' m stung you' ve got a hold | |
| So the Count of | |
| Monte Christo | |
| Threw the cape over his head | |
| Gave me a penny for my thoughts | |
| But wouldn' t get no change, just | |
| Old aged rhythms | |
| They were singing in his brain for | |
| A mechanical crusade tried to shoot down his aeroplane | |
| I see, you see... |