| Song | Top Ten Commandments |
| Artist | Kinky Friedman |
| Album | Sold American-30Th Anniversary |
| 作词 : Friedman | |
| (kinky friedman) | |
| Walking on the ragged streets of time | |
| A man is asking if there is a dime | |
| Someone can spare. | |
| No one pays him any mind, | |
| But surely someone sees him there a-crying | |
| When no one's there. | |
| And the washed out whore demands | |
| The bottle in his hands. | |
| Ah, mister, don't you weep, | |
| God knows we've tried to keep | |
| The golden rule and the | |
| Top ten commandments. | |
| You can't believe the thing you've seen | |
| On the midnight tv screen | |
| And nightmare sent by satellite. | |
| Rain fire falling from the skies | |
| A mother holds her baby and cries | |
| And day for us for them is night. | |
| And love is just a word we preach | |
| For who can learn what none will teach. | |
| Ah, people, don't you weep, | |
| God knows we've tried to keep | |
| The golden rule and the | |
| Top ten commandments. | |
| And moving across on the city street | |
| A neighbor tried to find his feet | |
| And fell on down and slipped to ruin. | |
| The bystanders are all standing by | |
| Watching from corners of their eyes | |
| Wondering what on earth can he be doing. | |
| With a faith nobody shared | |
| And a love nobody dared | |
| Oh, mary, don't you weep, | |
| Someday we'll learn to keep | |
| The golden rule and the | |
| Top ten commandments. |
| zuò cí : Friedman | |
| kinky friedman | |
| Walking on the ragged streets of time | |
| A man is asking if there is a dime | |
| Someone can spare. | |
| No one pays him any mind, | |
| But surely someone sees him there acrying | |
| When no one' s there. | |
| And the washed out whore demands | |
| The bottle in his hands. | |
| Ah, mister, don' t you weep, | |
| God knows we' ve tried to keep | |
| The golden rule and the | |
| Top ten commandments. | |
| You can' t believe the thing you' ve seen | |
| On the midnight tv screen | |
| And nightmare sent by satellite. | |
| Rain fire falling from the skies | |
| A mother holds her baby and cries | |
| And day for us for them is night. | |
| And love is just a word we preach | |
| For who can learn what none will teach. | |
| Ah, people, don' t you weep, | |
| God knows we' ve tried to keep | |
| The golden rule and the | |
| Top ten commandments. | |
| And moving across on the city street | |
| A neighbor tried to find his feet | |
| And fell on down and slipped to ruin. | |
| The bystanders are all standing by | |
| Watching from corners of their eyes | |
| Wondering what on earth can he be doing. | |
| With a faith nobody shared | |
| And a love nobody dared | |
| Oh, mary, don' t you weep, | |
| Someday we' ll learn to keep | |
| The golden rule and the | |
| Top ten commandments. |