| Song | Moon Over Marin |
| Artist | Dead Kennedys |
| Album | Plastic Surgery Disasters |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dead Kennedys | |
| The crowded future stings my eyes | |
| I still find time to exercise | |
| In uniform with two white stripes | |
| Unlock my section of the sand | |
| It's fenced off to the water's edge | |
| I clamp a gasmask on my head | |
| Chorus | |
| On my beach at night | |
| Bathe in my moonlight | |
| Another tanker's hit the rocks | |
| Abandoned to spill out its guts | |
| The sand is laced with sticky glops | |
| O' shimmering moonlight sheen upon | |
| The waves and water clogged with oil | |
| White gases steam up from the soil | |
| Chorus | |
| I squash dead fish between my toes | |
| Try not to step on any bones | |
| I turn around and i go home | |
| I slip back through my basement door | |
| Switch off all that i own below | |
| Dive in my scalding wooden tub | |
| My own beach at night | |
| Electric moonlight | |
| There will always be a moon | |
| Over marin |
| zuo ci : Dead Kennedys | |
| The crowded future stings my eyes | |
| I still find time to exercise | |
| In uniform with two white stripes | |
| Unlock my section of the sand | |
| It' s fenced off to the water' s edge | |
| I clamp a gasmask on my head | |
| Chorus | |
| On my beach at night | |
| Bathe in my moonlight | |
| Another tanker' s hit the rocks | |
| Abandoned to spill out its guts | |
| The sand is laced with sticky glops | |
| O' shimmering moonlight sheen upon | |
| The waves and water clogged with oil | |
| White gases steam up from the soil | |
| Chorus | |
| I squash dead fish between my toes | |
| Try not to step on any bones | |
| I turn around and i go home | |
| I slip back through my basement door | |
| Switch off all that i own below | |
| Dive in my scalding wooden tub | |
| My own beach at night | |
| Electric moonlight | |
| There will always be a moon | |
| Over marin |
| zuò cí : Dead Kennedys | |
| The crowded future stings my eyes | |
| I still find time to exercise | |
| In uniform with two white stripes | |
| Unlock my section of the sand | |
| It' s fenced off to the water' s edge | |
| I clamp a gasmask on my head | |
| Chorus | |
| On my beach at night | |
| Bathe in my moonlight | |
| Another tanker' s hit the rocks | |
| Abandoned to spill out its guts | |
| The sand is laced with sticky glops | |
| O' shimmering moonlight sheen upon | |
| The waves and water clogged with oil | |
| White gases steam up from the soil | |
| Chorus | |
| I squash dead fish between my toes | |
| Try not to step on any bones | |
| I turn around and i go home | |
| I slip back through my basement door | |
| Switch off all that i own below | |
| Dive in my scalding wooden tub | |
| My own beach at night | |
| Electric moonlight | |
| There will always be a moon | |
| Over marin |