| Song | Surreal Thing |
| Artist | The Blue Aeroplanes |
| Album | Altitude |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bruschini, Langely | |
| Claudette takes the case | |
| In a hotel room | |
| Pizzicato strings and bass | |
| Definitive movie theme tune | |
| I love that spy chic | |
| We turn the other | |
| In washed-out colour | |
| And jokes to match | |
| Premium goods | |
| Like Monica Vitti | |
| Bed him bed her bed of gain | |
| Bed of roses bed of pain | |
| Bed of loving on a flower bed | |
| Your unbloom'd poetry is in your head | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You've got everything | |
| A boat-shaped sky | |
| In a doughnut ring | |
| Surreal thing | |
| A bond and a baby | |
| The odds are stacked | |
| He's odd | |
| You're stacked | |
| I see you see yourself in me | |
| I heard this call as a truce, a pact | |
| Face it baby | |
| You're stacked | |
| Well, I'm watching this | |
| And we're weirder than the TV | |
| How's it going to end? | |
| Lend me the wherewithal | |
| To start as friends | |
| Where we mean to end | |
| Spend in you | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You've got everything | |
| A head made out | |
| Of the songs you sing | |
| Surreal thing | |
| Bed him bed her bed of gain | |
| Bed of roses bed of pain | |
| Bed of loving on a flower bed | |
| Your unbloom'd poetry is in his head | |
| Now, back at the movie | |
| There's money and goods | |
| There's always money | |
| Claudette takes it with her | |
| Age cannot hold her | |
| Violins swell | |
| Money is scattered | |
| All over the floor | |
| Till the floor melts | |
| As ever, as always | |
| You want more | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You've got everything | |
| A moonstone dress | |
| And a dolphin wing | |
| Surreal thing | |
| Now, watching this | |
| You're weirder than the movie | |
| How does it end? | |
| Lend me the wherewithal | |
| To spend in you |
| zuo ci : Bruschini, Langely | |
| Claudette takes the case | |
| In a hotel room | |
| Pizzicato strings and bass | |
| Definitive movie theme tune | |
| I love that spy chic | |
| We turn the other | |
| In washedout colour | |
| And jokes to match | |
| Premium goods | |
| Like Monica Vitti | |
| Bed him bed her bed of gain | |
| Bed of roses bed of pain | |
| Bed of loving on a flower bed | |
| Your unbloom' d poetry is in your head | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You' ve got everything | |
| A boatshaped sky | |
| In a doughnut ring | |
| Surreal thing | |
| A bond and a baby | |
| The odds are stacked | |
| He' s odd | |
| You' re stacked | |
| I see you see yourself in me | |
| I heard this call as a truce, a pact | |
| Face it baby | |
| You' re stacked | |
| Well, I' m watching this | |
| And we' re weirder than the TV | |
| How' s it going to end? | |
| Lend me the wherewithal | |
| To start as friends | |
| Where we mean to end | |
| Spend in you | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You' ve got everything | |
| A head made out | |
| Of the songs you sing | |
| Surreal thing | |
| Bed him bed her bed of gain | |
| Bed of roses bed of pain | |
| Bed of loving on a flower bed | |
| Your unbloom' d poetry is in his head | |
| Now, back at the movie | |
| There' s money and goods | |
| There' s always money | |
| Claudette takes it with her | |
| Age cannot hold her | |
| Violins swell | |
| Money is scattered | |
| All over the floor | |
| Till the floor melts | |
| As ever, as always | |
| You want more | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You' ve got everything | |
| A moonstone dress | |
| And a dolphin wing | |
| Surreal thing | |
| Now, watching this | |
| You' re weirder than the movie | |
| How does it end? | |
| Lend me the wherewithal | |
| To spend in you |
| zuò cí : Bruschini, Langely | |
| Claudette takes the case | |
| In a hotel room | |
| Pizzicato strings and bass | |
| Definitive movie theme tune | |
| I love that spy chic | |
| We turn the other | |
| In washedout colour | |
| And jokes to match | |
| Premium goods | |
| Like Monica Vitti | |
| Bed him bed her bed of gain | |
| Bed of roses bed of pain | |
| Bed of loving on a flower bed | |
| Your unbloom' d poetry is in your head | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You' ve got everything | |
| A boatshaped sky | |
| In a doughnut ring | |
| Surreal thing | |
| A bond and a baby | |
| The odds are stacked | |
| He' s odd | |
| You' re stacked | |
| I see you see yourself in me | |
| I heard this call as a truce, a pact | |
| Face it baby | |
| You' re stacked | |
| Well, I' m watching this | |
| And we' re weirder than the TV | |
| How' s it going to end? | |
| Lend me the wherewithal | |
| To start as friends | |
| Where we mean to end | |
| Spend in you | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You' ve got everything | |
| A head made out | |
| Of the songs you sing | |
| Surreal thing | |
| Bed him bed her bed of gain | |
| Bed of roses bed of pain | |
| Bed of loving on a flower bed | |
| Your unbloom' d poetry is in his head | |
| Now, back at the movie | |
| There' s money and goods | |
| There' s always money | |
| Claudette takes it with her | |
| Age cannot hold her | |
| Violins swell | |
| Money is scattered | |
| All over the floor | |
| Till the floor melts | |
| As ever, as always | |
| You want more | |
| Surreal thing | |
| You' ve got everything | |
| A moonstone dress | |
| And a dolphin wing | |
| Surreal thing | |
| Now, watching this | |
| You' re weirder than the movie | |
| How does it end? | |
| Lend me the wherewithal | |
| To spend in you |