| Song | Minty Fresh |
| Artist | Momus |
| Album | Stars Forever |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Momus | |
| When that I was but a little tiny boy | |
| With a heigh ho the wind and the rain | |
| Minty Fresh was my only joy | |
| For the rain it rained every day | |
| Papas Fritas, The Cardigans, Komeda | |
| The Legendary Jim Ruiz Group | |
| Anthony and Jim gave me hours of pleasure | |
| With their record label Minty Fresh | |
| A mortal dare not look upon | |
| The creatures of the night | |
| The goblin foul, the horned toad | |
| The vicious little sprite | |
| Ariel is the name I bear | |
| On the bat black night I fly | |
| I'll have music wherever I go | |
| Till Phoebus 'gins a rise | |
| The gods, my friends, smile down on us | |
| The wheel of fortune turns | |
| We shall be spared the plague and the clap | |
| When the fire of London burns | |
| We see the skull beneath the skin | |
| The eldritch empty eyes | |
| And if we let the music stop | |
| We'd soon be paralysed | |
| But with bells on our fingers | |
| And bells on our toes | |
| We'll ring a tune when we mop and mow | |
| Heigh ho the wind and the rain | |
| Let us play these disks again and again | |
| The Sugarplastic, Melony | |
| Doctor Kosmos, Veruca Salt | |
| The Orange Peels, Kahimi Karie | |
| The Aluminum Group and all | |
| We fear the monsters of the night | |
| The hump-backed whale, the Caliban brute | |
| We stand in awe where they stand tall | |
| The flibbertigibbet and the rawhead spook | |
| When I was but a little tiny boy | |
| Green grow the rushes o | |
| Where the bee sucked there sucked I | |
| In a parsnip's bell I'd lie | |
| Ring in the summer, boys, bring in the wheat | |
| Let us laugh in the face of death | |
| We'll dance and feast all night tonight | |
| To the sounds of Minty Fresh |
| zuo ci : Momus | |
| When that I was but a little tiny boy | |
| With a heigh ho the wind and the rain | |
| Minty Fresh was my only joy | |
| For the rain it rained every day | |
| Papas Fritas, The Cardigans, Komeda | |
| The Legendary Jim Ruiz Group | |
| Anthony and Jim gave me hours of pleasure | |
| With their record label Minty Fresh | |
| A mortal dare not look upon | |
| The creatures of the night | |
| The goblin foul, the horned toad | |
| The vicious little sprite | |
| Ariel is the name I bear | |
| On the bat black night I fly | |
| I' ll have music wherever I go | |
| Till Phoebus ' gins a rise | |
| The gods, my friends, smile down on us | |
| The wheel of fortune turns | |
| We shall be spared the plague and the clap | |
| When the fire of London burns | |
| We see the skull beneath the skin | |
| The eldritch empty eyes | |
| And if we let the music stop | |
| We' d soon be paralysed | |
| But with bells on our fingers | |
| And bells on our toes | |
| We' ll ring a tune when we mop and mow | |
| Heigh ho the wind and the rain | |
| Let us play these disks again and again | |
| The Sugarplastic, Melony | |
| Doctor Kosmos, Veruca Salt | |
| The Orange Peels, Kahimi Karie | |
| The Aluminum Group and all | |
| We fear the monsters of the night | |
| The humpbacked whale, the Caliban brute | |
| We stand in awe where they stand tall | |
| The flibbertigibbet and the rawhead spook | |
| When I was but a little tiny boy | |
| Green grow the rushes o | |
| Where the bee sucked there sucked I | |
| In a parsnip' s bell I' d lie | |
| Ring in the summer, boys, bring in the wheat | |
| Let us laugh in the face of death | |
| We' ll dance and feast all night tonight | |
| To the sounds of Minty Fresh |
| zuò cí : Momus | |
| When that I was but a little tiny boy | |
| With a heigh ho the wind and the rain | |
| Minty Fresh was my only joy | |
| For the rain it rained every day | |
| Papas Fritas, The Cardigans, Komeda | |
| The Legendary Jim Ruiz Group | |
| Anthony and Jim gave me hours of pleasure | |
| With their record label Minty Fresh | |
| A mortal dare not look upon | |
| The creatures of the night | |
| The goblin foul, the horned toad | |
| The vicious little sprite | |
| Ariel is the name I bear | |
| On the bat black night I fly | |
| I' ll have music wherever I go | |
| Till Phoebus ' gins a rise | |
| The gods, my friends, smile down on us | |
| The wheel of fortune turns | |
| We shall be spared the plague and the clap | |
| When the fire of London burns | |
| We see the skull beneath the skin | |
| The eldritch empty eyes | |
| And if we let the music stop | |
| We' d soon be paralysed | |
| But with bells on our fingers | |
| And bells on our toes | |
| We' ll ring a tune when we mop and mow | |
| Heigh ho the wind and the rain | |
| Let us play these disks again and again | |
| The Sugarplastic, Melony | |
| Doctor Kosmos, Veruca Salt | |
| The Orange Peels, Kahimi Karie | |
| The Aluminum Group and all | |
| We fear the monsters of the night | |
| The humpbacked whale, the Caliban brute | |
| We stand in awe where they stand tall | |
| The flibbertigibbet and the rawhead spook | |
| When I was but a little tiny boy | |
| Green grow the rushes o | |
| Where the bee sucked there sucked I | |
| In a parsnip' s bell I' d lie | |
| Ring in the summer, boys, bring in the wheat | |
| Let us laugh in the face of death | |
| We' ll dance and feast all night tonight | |
| To the sounds of Minty Fresh |