| Song | Olive and Gray |
| Artist | The Residents |
| Album | Animal Lover |
| 作词 : Residents | |
| He wasn't dreaming, | |
| When he started screaming | |
| “He touched my penis, | |
| And it went away” | |
| Removing his pants, he | |
| Held in his hand, the | |
| Shriveled up gland, he | |
| Said was a fake | |
| “He silently traded | |
| Mine for this hated | |
| Lump that is shaded | |
| Olive and gray” | |
| Pointing his finger | |
| Right at the stranger | |
| He said that the danger | |
| Will escalate | |
| Unless we kill it | |
| Torture and spill its | |
| Blood without guilt, it | |
| Won't go away | |
| The stranger was shocked when | |
| Rocks began flocking | |
| Around him knocking | |
| His senses away | |
| Like a mad hound he | |
| Was pounded and pounded | |
| 'Til he was dead |
| zuò cí : Residents | |
| He wasn' t dreaming, | |
| When he started screaming | |
| " He touched my penis, | |
| And it went away" | |
| Removing his pants, he | |
| Held in his hand, the | |
| Shriveled up gland, he | |
| Said was a fake | |
| " He silently traded | |
| Mine for this hated | |
| Lump that is shaded | |
| Olive and gray" | |
| Pointing his finger | |
| Right at the stranger | |
| He said that the danger | |
| Will escalate | |
| Unless we kill it | |
| Torture and spill its | |
| Blood without guilt, it | |
| Won' t go away | |
| The stranger was shocked when | |
| Rocks began flocking | |
| Around him knocking | |
| His senses away | |
| Like a mad hound he | |
| Was pounded and pounded | |
| ' Til he was dead |