| Song | Let Us All Go |
| Artist | It Bites |
| Album | Eat Me in St. Louis |
| 作词 : It Bites | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is | |
| I keep breaking the law | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is | |
| The man in the glasses don't think so | |
| And so we kill time getting frayed | |
| And rusty round the borders | |
| Still life heaven made with women and wine | |
| Kill time telling tales of life before disorder | |
| It's me that keeps talking it's me that feels so fine | |
| So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine | |
| I feel so fine | |
| So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine, | |
| Get the message from the warder, and let us all go | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is | |
| I keep breaking the law | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is | |
| The man in the white coat don't think so | |
| And so we move round in a trail that's stickly out of order | |
| Move round in a trail | |
| We sing songs of getting laid that's just a round the corner | |
| It's me that keeps singing it's me that sings so fine | |
| So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine | |
| I feel so fine | |
| So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine, | |
| Warder, you lock me up, you take away my lady luck | |
| And warder when my time is up I shall return my freedom cup |
| zuò cí : It Bites | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don' t know what it is | |
| I keep breaking the law | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don' t know what it is | |
| The man in the glasses don' t think so | |
| And so we kill time getting frayed | |
| And rusty round the borders | |
| Still life heaven made with women and wine | |
| Kill time telling tales of life before disorder | |
| It' s me that keeps talking it' s me that feels so fine | |
| So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine | |
| I feel so fine | |
| So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine, | |
| Get the message from the warder, and let us all go | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don' t know what it is | |
| I keep breaking the law | |
| Somethings got a hold of me I don' t know what it is | |
| The man in the white coat don' t think so | |
| And so we move round in a trail that' s stickly out of order | |
| Move round in a trail | |
| We sing songs of getting laid that' s just a round the corner | |
| It' s me that keeps singing it' s me that sings so fine | |
| So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine | |
| I feel so fine | |
| So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine, | |
| Warder, you lock me up, you take away my lady luck | |
| And warder when my time is up I shall return my freedom cup |