| Song | Backlash Love Affair |
| Artist | Richard Thompson |
| Album | Rumor And Sigh |
| 作词 : Thompson | |
| An iron maiden stole my heart away-o black day | |
| Her siren songs seemed to call to me-o destiny | |
| She spat her thrash metal lyrics right into my mind | |
| The stage thundered and the | |
| Smoke bombs made me blind | |
| She sang, Hello, Liebchen, wollen Sie ein Jig-a-jig, nein? | |
| CHORUS | |
| She says, left, right, right, left | |
| Come on Joe, don't be slow | |
| Up, down, down, up | |
| come on Joe, time to go | |
| In, out, out, in | |
| Do it if you love me Joe | |
| I know it's art for art's sake | |
| But how much more can I take | |
| What's my share of this backlash love affair | |
| Her hair extensions down to her knees-what a tease | |
| She got tattoos everywhere you look-she's a comic book | |
| Why she goes for my type I'll never understand | |
| She's so demure when we promenade hand in hand | |
| and when we get back home she | |
| Let's me know she's in command | |
| CHORUS | |
| Those iron maidens, cool as a marble slab | |
| They wrap aroound you and the cold knives cut and stab | |
| I can't live my life as someone else's shishkebab | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Thompson | |
| An iron maiden stole my heart awayo black day | |
| Her siren songs seemed to call to meo destiny | |
| She spat her thrash metal lyrics right into my mind | |
| The stage thundered and the | |
| Smoke bombs made me blind | |
| She sang, Hello, Liebchen, wollen Sie ein Jigajig, nein? | |
| CHORUS | |
| She says, left, right, right, left | |
| Come on Joe, don' t be slow | |
| Up, down, down, up | |
| come on Joe, time to go | |
| In, out, out, in | |
| Do it if you love me Joe | |
| I know it' s art for art' s sake | |
| But how much more can I take | |
| What' s my share of this backlash love affair | |
| Her hair extensions down to her kneeswhat a tease | |
| She got tattoos everywhere you lookshe' s a comic book | |
| Why she goes for my type I' ll never understand | |
| She' s so demure when we promenade hand in hand | |
| and when we get back home she | |
| Let' s me know she' s in command | |
| CHORUS | |
| Those iron maidens, cool as a marble slab | |
| They wrap aroound you and the cold knives cut and stab | |
| I can' t live my life as someone else' s shishkebab | |
| CHORUS |