[00:00.00] 作词 : Mike Diamond/John King/Mike Simpson/Beck Hansen/Adam Keefe Horovitz/Adam Nathaniel Yauch
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Mike Diamond/John King/Mike Simpson/Beck Hansen/Adam Keefe Horovitz/Adam Nathaniel Yauch
[00:19.95] See me comin to town with my soul
[00:22.35] Straight down out of the world with my fingers
[00:25.05] Holding onto the devil I know
[00:27.54] All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
[00:30.03] Take your eyes and your mind from the road
[00:32.49] Shoot your mouth if you know where you're aiming
[00:34.98] Don't forget to pick up what you sow
[00:37.53] Talking trash to the garbage around you
[00:40.02] Na na na na na na na (x4)
[01:00.18] See me kickin the door with my boots
[01:02.55] Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
[01:05.07] Snakes and bones in the back of your room
[01:07.62] Handing out a confection of venom
[01:10.17] Heaven's drunk from the poison you use
[01:12.54] Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
[01:15.21] Now I see it's a comfort to you
[01:17.10] Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight
[01:19.83] Na na na na na na na (x4)
[01:20.28][x2]
[01:41.46] I won't give up that ghost
[01:42.87] It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
[01:45.09] The good in us is all we know
[01:47.46] There's too much left to taste that's bitter
[01:59.94] Na na na na na na na (x4)

作词 : Mike Diamond/John King/Mike Simpson/Beck Hansen/Adam Keefe Horovitz/Adam Nathaniel Yauch
作曲 : Mike Diamond/John King/Mike Simpson/Beck Hansen/Adam Keefe Horovitz/Adam Nathaniel Yauch
See me comin to town with my soul
Straight down out of the world with my fingers
Holding onto the devil I know
All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
Take your eyes and your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth if you know where you're aiming
Don't forget to pick up what you sow
Talking trash to the garbage around you
Na na na na na na na (x4)
See me kickin the door with my boots
Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the back of your room
Handing out a confection of venom
Heaven's drunk from the poison you use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a comfort to you
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight
Na na na na na na na (x4)
I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter
Na na na na na na na (x4)