I was a quick wet boy br>
我曾是个敏感脆弱的孩子 br>
Diving too deep for coins br>
为了生活苦苦地寻觅 br>
All of your street light eyes br>
城市冰冷的物质眼神 br>
Wide on my plastic toys br>
肆无忌惮打量我的天真 br>
And when the cops closed the fair br>
当世界再无公平二字 br>
I cut my long baby hair br>
我痛心斩断我的幼稚 br>
Stole me a dog-eared map br>
唯一的路途也已迷失 br>
And called for you everywhere br>
到处呼唤你的名字 br>
Have I found you br>
我是否发现你的踪迹? br>
Flightless bird jealous weeping br>
折翼之鸟 充满妒忌 回荡着声声哭泣 br>
Or lost you br>
抑或我失去了你 br>
American mouth br>
自由的宣言 br>
Big pill looming br>
都成了泡沫般的回忆 br>
Now I' m a fat house cat br>
如今我成了一无是处的肥猫 br>
Nursing my sore blunt tongue br>
自顾舔着那肿痛而味觉迟钝的舌头 br>
Watching the warm poison rats br>
眼看着快被毒死的老鼠 br>
Curl through the wide fence cracks br>
卷缩着穿过白色篱笆的缝隙 br>
Pissing on magazine photos br>
在杂志的照片上撒野 br>
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean br>
将鱼饵扔进冰冷而纯净的 br>
Blood of Christ mountain stream br>
圣洁的基督山涧里 br>
Have I found you br>
我是否发现你的踪迹? br>
Flightless bird grounded bleeding br>
折翼的鸟儿 渐渐落地 渗着鲜血 br>
Or lost you br>
抑或我失去了你 br>
American mouth br>
自由的宣言 br>
Big pill stuck going down br>
遗失的美好 不再执着 br>