[00:00.00] 作词 : Samuel Gregson Slocum/Fernando Wolinsk Miklos de Noronha Dale/Laila Wayans/Skyler Knapp/Nicolas Brunstein
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Samuel Gregson Slocum/Fernando Wolinsk Miklos de Noronha Dale/Laila Wayans/Skyler Knapp/Nicolas Brunstein
[00:29.46]Spit it out,
[00:31.56]Or let it  drip back down your spine,
[00:35.10]Ages like wine,
[00:37.23]Another line,
[00:39.03]An erotic  discontinuation  of the time
[00:44.79]So anyway I take a look at these hands
[00:47.40]And I how they move up and down and all through the space,
[00:51.27]So tell me,
[00:52.62]Is it really what it’s worth?
[00:54.51]Or is it buried underground being washed over by the earth?
[01:08.01]Honesty, my honesty
[01:31.17]Back to the wall,
[01:32.43]Turning heads in the sprawl,
[01:34.98]You were a jump,
[01:36.84]I was a fall
[01:38.73]Symbols of past corrode and surpass,
[01:42.66]Give me a moment  and make it my last
[01:46.38]As a matter of fact, honest and abstract,
[01:50.22]Step from the painting, get stuck in the act,
[01:54.03]Is it really what it’s worth? Or is it just a sound of a sound shuttered down behind a word?
[02:01.38]My honesty, my honesty,
[02:04.83]Where do you go from here?
[02:07.26]Dishonesty
[02:21.51]And so the kids burrow themselves,
[02:24.15]Down beneath the burned out remnants
[02:26.97]Of the places they once called home.
[02:30.24]On the cave walls they paint images of jazz, and forge alters to the heroes of past.
[02:37.20]And they saw the best minds of their generation, only in memory, separated by a screen, machine to machine, task after task, an abundance of nothing, you  ask the alter, he’ll tell you: “let it all go on.”
[03:21.99]My honesty, my honesty,
[03:25.41]Where do you go from here?
[03:27.90]Dishonesty