| Song | Desert Kisses |
| Artist | Siouxsie and the Banshees |
| Album | Kaleidoscope |
| 作词 : | |
| Sioux：vocals | |
| Severin：bass | |
| Budgie：drums | |
| Mcgeoch：guitar, sitar, string synth | |
| The sirens：backing vocals | |
| Desert kisses in the sand | |
| Engulfing joints, engulfing land | |
| Tidal fingers cling to rocks | |
| A deadly grip, a deadly lock | |
| Cursed and pissed into the ocean | |
| Wilfully caused a great commotion | |
| But only for a stifled moment | |
| Then it was back to still life motion | |
| A sideways crawl, a sideways scrawl | |
| The cancer crab is on us all | |
| I kissed your face, i kissed the sand | |
| I heard you sigh | |
| There was no sound | |
| Thrashed and spat back at the ocean | |
| But there was nothing, no commotion | |
| Just my lonely stupid notions | |
| Trapped again in still life motion | |
| Sinking down-with just my sound | |
| Sinking down-running on the moving ground sinking down | |
| Sinking down-without a sound | |
| Sinking down-sleeping on the moving ground sinking down | |
| Desert kisses in the sand | |
| Engulfing joints, engulfing land | |
| Tidal fingers cling to rocks | |
| A deadly grip, a deadly lock | |
| Sinking down-the world is round | |
| Sinking down-there's no-one around | |
| Standing on the moving ground | |
| Sinking down-the world is flat | |
| There's no-one here to question that | |
| Sinking down-without a sound | |
| Sinking down | |
| Sinking down-the world was round | |
| Sinking down-there was no-one around | |
| Sinking down. |
| zuò cí : | |
| Sioux: vocals | |
| Severin: bass | |
| Budgie: drums | |
| Mcgeoch: guitar, sitar, string synth | |
| The sirens: backing vocals | |
| Desert kisses in the sand | |
| Engulfing joints, engulfing land | |
| Tidal fingers cling to rocks | |
| A deadly grip, a deadly lock | |
| Cursed and pissed into the ocean | |
| Wilfully caused a great commotion | |
| But only for a stifled moment | |
| Then it was back to still life motion | |
| A sideways crawl, a sideways scrawl | |
| The cancer crab is on us all | |
| I kissed your face, i kissed the sand | |
| I heard you sigh | |
| There was no sound | |
| Thrashed and spat back at the ocean | |
| But there was nothing, no commotion | |
| Just my lonely stupid notions | |
| Trapped again in still life motion | |
| Sinking downwith just my sound | |
| Sinking downrunning on the moving ground sinking down | |
| Sinking downwithout a sound | |
| Sinking downsleeping on the moving ground sinking down | |
| Desert kisses in the sand | |
| Engulfing joints, engulfing land | |
| Tidal fingers cling to rocks | |
| A deadly grip, a deadly lock | |
| Sinking downthe world is round | |
| Sinking downthere' s noone around | |
| Standing on the moving ground | |
| Sinking downthe world is flat | |
| There' s noone here to question that | |
| Sinking downwithout a sound | |
| Sinking down | |
| Sinking downthe world was round | |
| Sinking downthere was noone around | |
| Sinking down. |