Oh, the sun drenched French girls won't relate  

To a frozen glare from the Northern State  

Dreamin' of fat happy babies  

Kickin' ladies on the Metro now 哦，在阳光普照的法国女孩不会涉及

  来自北方州冷冻眩光

And the mirrors won't sing back divine 快乐的胖宝宝的梦中情人

Be it choppin your hair or choppin a line 在唱歌“在地铁的女士，现在

But you laugh-crack-up they  

Laugh-crack up and smile 而镜子会不会唱回神

  不管是做爱你的头发或做爱行

Whoo! Alright - let's fall apart 但是，你笑裂式，他们

And the clock starts tickin now 笑裂了微笑

Tick tick tick tick tick tick OW!  

  喔！好吧 - 让我们崩溃

She said 'your allegory is far too blunt' 并且时钟开始tickin现在

I said 'this ain't no laboratory your the cunt' 滴答滴答滴答滴答滴答滴答噢！

She said 'emotional distance, it doesn't rhyme  

or resonate brilliance from in it's time' 她说， 你的讽喻过于生硬“

But is it lyrical genius or crap rock poetry? 我说：这不是没有实验室你的屄“

I say the lineage runs Morrison, Patti Smyth and me 她说： “感情距离，它不押韵

  或产生共鸣的光彩来自于它的时间“

But maybe the reason we're so uninspired 但它是抒情的天才还是废话摇滚诗？

Is cuz the hour is late and the bodies are tired 我说的血统运行莫里森，帕蒂·史密斯和我

I think everyone here can agree  

That a party ain't great cuz the booze is free 不过，也许是因为我们太平庸

Naw the free spirits ain't settin' no one's spirits free 是的Cuz时间不早和身体都累了

  我认为这里的每个人都同意

Yeah! Uh huh, I'm falling apart 那一方都不是很大的Cuz的酒是免费的

And the clock starts here and now 瑙的自由精神是不是设置搜索没有一个人的精神自由

Tick tick tick tick OW!  

  是啊！嗯，我已经崩溃

Wind it up now 和时钟从这里开始到现在

  滴答滴答滴答滴答噢！

People don't dance no more  

They just stand there like this: 现在它上紧发条

They cross their arms and stare you down  

And drink and moan and diss 人们不会跳舞没有更多

People don't dance no more 他们只是站在那里，像这样：

They just stand there like this: 他们穿过他们的手臂，盯着你失望

They cross their arms and stare you down 而喝酒，呻吟和迪斯

And drink and moan and diss 人们不会跳舞没有更多

People don't dance no more 他们只是站在那里，像这样：

They just stand there like this: 他们穿过他们的手臂，盯着你失望

They cross their arms and stare you down 而喝酒，呻吟和迪斯

And drink and moan and diss 人们不会跳舞没有更多

  他们只是站在那里，像这样：

People don't dance no more 他们穿过他们的手臂，盯着你失望

They just stand there like this: 而喝酒，呻吟和迪斯

They cross their arms and stare you down  

and drink and moan and diss 人们不会跳舞没有更多

  他们只是站在那里，像这样：

I used to think life's a bitter pill, but its a grand old time 他们穿过他们的手臂，盯着你失望