[00:00.000] 作曲 : Björn Dixgård/Gustaf Norén
[00:07.413]Yeah Yeah Yeah!
[00:20.925]Well, I aim at the first one who'll dare to stand still
[00:23.276]Oh Lord, your tension is making me ill
[00:26.556]You've got no friends in your home, you'll got no family stone
[00:29.605]You can't go. Yeah Yeah Yeah
[00:31.597]Yeah Yeah Yeah！
[00:33.244]Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip,the muilti-talented strip
[00:35.988]Will gather 'round you with coke and pain
[00:39.333]The trees, ain't no doubt about
[00:41.037]The seeds, I had no thought about
[00:42.557]No, Yeah Yeah Yeah
[00:44.444]Don't know why I can't locate this feeling, that I would rather be with you
[00:51.110]It makes no sense, you're crying out loud, that I may love you
[00:57.342]This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you
[01:03.424]Don't let them closer to this secret... that I may love you
[01:16.107]Take 'em outta west, take 'em outta height, take 'em on a sweet ride
[01:18.890]Those little angels are numbered nine
[01:21.980]The colored TV once shined on desolation one five
[01:25.124]They've got it! Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
[01:28.795]Bust 'em in the light, BUST 'EM IN THE DAYLIGHT
[01:31.811]They ain't worthy being named as thieves
[01:34.563]One of those shorties said hi up to the abbot who died
[01:37.723]The rebound, Yeah Yeah Yeah
[01:40.171]Don't know why I can't locate this feeling, that I would rather be with you
[01:46.532]It makes no sense, you're crying out loud, that I may love you
[01:52.692]This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you
[01:58.796]Don't let them closer to this secret... that I may love you
[02:35.059]Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like "I would rather heal your wounds"
[02:45.647]now hear the dark gun punching out...
[03:07.855]that I may love you
[03:13.105]Yeah Yeah Yeah!!!

作曲 : Björn Dixgård/Gustaf Norén
Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Well, I aim at the first one who'll dare to stand still
Oh Lord, your tension is making me ill
You've got no friends in your home, you'll got no family stone
You can't go. Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah！
Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip,the muilti-talented strip
Will gather 'round you with coke and pain
The trees, ain't no doubt about
The seeds, I had no thought about
No, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Don't know why I can't locate this feeling, that I would rather be with you
It makes no sense, you're crying out loud, that I may love you
This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you
Don't let them closer to this secret... that I may love you
Take 'em outta west, take 'em outta height, take 'em on a sweet ride
Those little angels are numbered nine
The colored TV once shined on desolation one five
They've got it! Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Bust 'em in the light, BUST 'EM IN THE DAYLIGHT
They ain't worthy being named as thieves
One of those shorties said hi up to the abbot who died
The rebound, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Don't know why I can't locate this feeling, that I would rather be with you
It makes no sense, you're crying out loud, that I may love you
This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you
Don't let them closer to this secret... that I may love you
Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like "I would rather heal your wounds"
now hear the dark gun punching out...
that I may love you
Yeah Yeah Yeah!!!