It's All Who You Know

	作曲 : Furler, Taylor
	For the want of a marker, the doctors lost their place
	For the want of a cut-line, they couldn't lift his face
	For the want of a face lift, his ratings dropped
	Then the sitcom folded, then the network flopped
	After the climb
	After time turns designs to despair
	It is good, nothing's fair
	It's all who you know
	For the want of a cough drop, the musher's throat went hoarse
	For the want of direction, the huskies went off course
	Then the sled got snowbound, it took some time to free 'em
	Now they're on display inside the
	British museum
	After the climb
	After time turns designs to despair
	It is good, nothing's fair
	It's all who you know
	And after the fall
	After all of our strivings are dust
	Even so, good for us
	It's all who you know
	For the want of a compass, we'd be shuffling charts
	For the want of good radar, we'd be glacier parts
	For the want of a lighthouse, can't you see?
	We'd be lost at sea, lost at sea
	After the climb
	After time turns designs to despair
	It is good, nothing's fair
	It's all who you know
	And after the fall
	After all of our strivings are dust
	Even so, good for us
	It's all who you know

	zuò qǔ : Furler, Taylor
	For the want of a marker, the doctors lost their place
	For the want of a cutline, they couldn' t lift his face
	For the want of a face lift, his ratings dropped
	Then the sitcom folded, then the network flopped
	After the climb
	After time turns designs to despair
	It is good, nothing' s fair
	It' s all who you know
	For the want of a cough drop, the musher' s throat went hoarse
	For the want of direction, the huskies went off course
	Then the sled got snowbound, it took some time to free ' em
	Now they' re on display inside the
	British museum
	After the climb
	After time turns designs to despair
	It is good, nothing' s fair
	It' s all who you know
	And after the fall
	After all of our strivings are dust
	Even so, good for us
	It' s all who you know
	For the want of a compass, we' d be shuffling charts
	For the want of good radar, we' d be glacier parts
	For the want of a lighthouse, can' t you see?
	We' d be lost at sea, lost at sea
	After the climb
	After time turns designs to despair
	It is good, nothing' s fair
	It' s all who you know
	And after the fall
	After all of our strivings are dust
	Even so, good for us
	It' s all who you know