| Song | Lithium Lips |
| Artist | Mac Lethal |
| Album | 11:11 |
| 作曲 : Mac Lethal | |
| I see her sittin at the ice cream parlor with a banana split | |
| Emanating such a radiant color of amethyst | |
| I can't camouflage the jitters or the franticness | |
| Everything about her fly posture says tantra bliss | |
| The phantoms kiss spills poison from her still lips | |
| That type of class is from a 1950's film script | |
| I'm captivated to the core, it's hard to swallow | |
| She's like a sun-dipped spirit gushing from the foggy hollows | |
| There's condensation on the new bent metal | |
| A conversation with this blue-lipped devil could peel the two lip petals | |
| My fate'll say to me "Be calm and be cool" | |
| But she learned to rule the world in cosmetology school | |
| She's not like a Betty Page, she's like a Bible page | |
| She's like a neon sky filled with a wild haze | |
| I get her name and ask her for her number quite politely | |
| She walks away while saying "If you're lucky then you'll find me." | |
| But I think I feel that this time it's different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it's those lithium lips, it's those | |
| But I think I feel that this time it's different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it's those lithium lips, it's those | |
| I see her downstairs at the hotel bar, continue story | |
| Her eyes are stormy, she makes sure that she ignores me | |
| This is nobody's promiscuous daughter | |
| I roll a cigarette and order up a whiskey and water | |
| Oh Christ, I can smell her from here | |
| The ambrosia is like a sugar-coated elephant's ear | |
| And now the prevalent fear is sweetly scented with the venoms we pass | |
| Girls learn sexiness, women teach class | |
| I approach her but I don't say a thing | |
| I just take the halo off her head and wear it as a wedding ring | |
| She's not a sexy thing, she's a sassy thinker | |
| A classy drinker with the wine glass to tap her finger | |
| Elegantly dressed, coats of posh nail polish | |
| She sucks the heart from another cocktail olive | |
| She says, "Quit having dreams about touching my face. Cause you're only in love with the chase." | |
| Then she gets up and leaves. | |
| But I think I feel that this time it's different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it's those lithium lips, it's those | |
| But I think I feel that this time it's different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it's those lithium lips, it's those lips | |
| spokenNow I don't ever fall in love | |
| But on nights like this, when nimbus cloudlets of black fluff circle the skyscrapers | |
| And the pulse of the city breaths new depths | |
| That cleanse the palate of self | |
| I have encounters like this | |
| But I think I feel that this time it's different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it's those lithium lips, it's those | |
| But I think I feel that this time it's different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it's those lithium lips, it's those lips |
| zuò qǔ : Mac Lethal | |
| I see her sittin at the ice cream parlor with a banana split | |
| Emanating such a radiant color of amethyst | |
| I can' t camouflage the jitters or the franticness | |
| Everything about her fly posture says tantra bliss | |
| The phantoms kiss spills poison from her still lips | |
| That type of class is from a 1950' s film script | |
| I' m captivated to the core, it' s hard to swallow | |
| She' s like a sun-dipped spirit gushing from the foggy hollows | |
| There' s condensation on the new bent metal | |
| A conversation with this blue-lipped devil could peel the two lip petals | |
| My fate' ll say to me " Be calm and be cool" | |
| But she learned to rule the world in cosmetology school | |
| She' s not like a Betty Page, she' s like a Bible page | |
| She' s like a neon sky filled with a wild haze | |
| I get her name and ask her for her number quite politely | |
| She walks away while saying " If you' re lucky then you' ll find me. " | |
| But I think I feel that this time it' s different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it' s those lithium lips, it' s those | |
| But I think I feel that this time it' s different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it' s those lithium lips, it' s those | |
| I see her downstairs at the hotel bar, continue story | |
| Her eyes are stormy, she makes sure that she ignores me | |
| This is nobody' s promiscuous daughter | |
| I roll a cigarette and order up a whiskey and water | |
| Oh Christ, I can smell her from here | |
| The ambrosia is like a sugar-coated elephant' s ear | |
| And now the prevalent fear is sweetly scented with the venoms we pass | |
| Girls learn sexiness, women teach class | |
| I approach her but I don' t say a thing | |
| I just take the halo off her head and wear it as a wedding ring | |
| She' s not a sexy thing, she' s a sassy thinker | |
| A classy drinker with the wine glass to tap her finger | |
| Elegantly dressed, coats of posh nail polish | |
| She sucks the heart from another cocktail olive | |
| She says, " Quit having dreams about touching my face. Cause you' re only in love with the chase. " | |
| Then she gets up and leaves. | |
| But I think I feel that this time it' s different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it' s those lithium lips, it' s those | |
| But I think I feel that this time it' s different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it' s those lithium lips, it' s those lips | |
| spokenNow I don' t ever fall in love | |
| But on nights like this, when nimbus cloudlets of black fluff circle the skyscrapers | |
| And the pulse of the city breaths new depths | |
| That cleanse the palate of self | |
| I have encounters like this | |
| But I think I feel that this time it' s different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it' s those lithium lips, it' s those | |
| But I think I feel that this time it' s different | |
| Everything about you wants to stimulate my senses | |
| Something so intoxicating happens in your kisses | |
| Lithium lips, it' s those lithium lips, it' s those lips |