| Song | Sweet Sweet Bulbs |
| Artist | Captain Beefheart |
| Album | Trout Mask Replica |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : VanVliet | |
| Sweet sweet sweet sweet bulbs grow in m' latest garden | |
| Warm warm warm warm warm sun fingers wave | |
| In m' latest garden | |
| Flowers dance their faces brave | |
| Come talk freely in the garden of m' lady | |
| Her hominy smile her hominy snatch | |
| Only uh crow would peck'n uh chicken would scratch | |
| Her lips turned up t' kiss | |
| I see yuh | |
| Phoebe baby in yer bonnet | |
| With the sunset written on it'n the shadow of uh tree | |
| Curled around her knee in color'n just behind yuh was the sea of negativity | |
| Tinklin' like mercury in the wind | |
| Her feet kept by the ground her toes bare brown | |
| Her carriage she'd abandoned like uh hand-me-down | |
| She walked back into nature uh queen uncrowned | |
| She had just recognized herself | |
| To be an heir t' the throne | |
| Her garden gate swings lightly without weight | |
| Open t' most anyone that needs uh little freedom | |
| For God's sake | |
| O' come as many as you can | |
| In dark or light you're free t' grow as flowers | |
| Share her throne 'n use her toothbrush'n spend some interesting hours |
| zuo ci : VanVliet | |
| Sweet sweet sweet sweet bulbs grow in m' latest garden | |
| Warm warm warm warm warm sun fingers wave | |
| In m' latest garden | |
| Flowers dance their faces brave | |
| Come talk freely in the garden of m' lady | |
| Her hominy smile her hominy snatch | |
| Only uh crow would peck' n uh chicken would scratch | |
| Her lips turned up t' kiss | |
| I see yuh | |
| Phoebe baby in yer bonnet | |
| With the sunset written on it' n the shadow of uh tree | |
| Curled around her knee in color' n just behind yuh was the sea of negativity | |
| Tinklin' like mercury in the wind | |
| Her feet kept by the ground her toes bare brown | |
| Her carriage she' d abandoned like uh handmedown | |
| She walked back into nature uh queen uncrowned | |
| She had just recognized herself | |
| To be an heir t' the throne | |
| Her garden gate swings lightly without weight | |
| Open t' most anyone that needs uh little freedom | |
| For God' s sake | |
| O' come as many as you can | |
| In dark or light you' re free t' grow as flowers | |
| Share her throne ' n use her toothbrush' n spend some interesting hours |
| zuò cí : VanVliet | |
| Sweet sweet sweet sweet bulbs grow in m' latest garden | |
| Warm warm warm warm warm sun fingers wave | |
| In m' latest garden | |
| Flowers dance their faces brave | |
| Come talk freely in the garden of m' lady | |
| Her hominy smile her hominy snatch | |
| Only uh crow would peck' n uh chicken would scratch | |
| Her lips turned up t' kiss | |
| I see yuh | |
| Phoebe baby in yer bonnet | |
| With the sunset written on it' n the shadow of uh tree | |
| Curled around her knee in color' n just behind yuh was the sea of negativity | |
| Tinklin' like mercury in the wind | |
| Her feet kept by the ground her toes bare brown | |
| Her carriage she' d abandoned like uh handmedown | |
| She walked back into nature uh queen uncrowned | |
| She had just recognized herself | |
| To be an heir t' the throne | |
| Her garden gate swings lightly without weight | |
| Open t' most anyone that needs uh little freedom | |
| For God' s sake | |
| O' come as many as you can | |
| In dark or light you' re free t' grow as flowers | |
| Share her throne ' n use her toothbrush' n spend some interesting hours |