| Song | American Swimming Lesson |
| Artist | Lovedrug |
| Album | Everything Starts Where It Ends |
| 作曲 : Lovedrug, Shepard | |
| Black scene leather kid, real | |
| Ameri-kidShove off or move my mountain | |
| Calm these bitter bears and | |
| I'll thank you for punching a hole | |
| And sinking my balloon, hey | |
| Nag my conscience, inferior conscience | |
| Like I'm a lunatic waiting to scream | |
| Henpecked by heroes with kingdoms of none | |
| We're baking black mice in the sun | |
| And you're following, you're following | |
| You were hoping to find something to shine | |
| But you are out of your mind | |
| To be so in love with this capital world | |
| Searching, you go searching for fauna | |
| With absinthe in your coffee and a gun in your hand | |
| You should not be hunting for ghosts in this land | |
| I say, I say my | |
| God, I say | |
| And you're following, you're following | |
| You were hoping to find something to shine | |
| But you are out of your mind | |
| To be so in love with this capital world | |
| Skeletons in your head, open your mind you'll find | |
| Skeletons in your head, open your mind you'll find | |
| Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
| Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
| And you're following, you're following | |
| You were hoping to find something to shine | |
| But you are out of your mind | |
| To be so in love |
| zuò qǔ : Lovedrug, Shepard | |
| Black scene leather kid, real | |
| AmerikidShove off or move my mountain | |
| Calm these bitter bears and | |
| I' ll thank you for punching a hole | |
| And sinking my balloon, hey | |
| Nag my conscience, inferior conscience | |
| Like I' m a lunatic waiting to scream | |
| Henpecked by heroes with kingdoms of none | |
| We' re baking black mice in the sun | |
| And you' re following, you' re following | |
| You were hoping to find something to shine | |
| But you are out of your mind | |
| To be so in love with this capital world | |
| Searching, you go searching for fauna | |
| With absinthe in your coffee and a gun in your hand | |
| You should not be hunting for ghosts in this land | |
| I say, I say my | |
| God, I say | |
| And you' re following, you' re following | |
| You were hoping to find something to shine | |
| But you are out of your mind | |
| To be so in love with this capital world | |
| Skeletons in your head, open your mind you' ll find | |
| Skeletons in your head, open your mind you' ll find | |
| Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
| Swing high, swing low, swing high, swing low | |
| And you' re following, you' re following | |
| You were hoping to find something to shine | |
| But you are out of your mind | |
| To be so in love |