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  • 作词 : Wire
    作曲 : Colin Newman/Graham Lewis/Bruce Clifford Gilbert/Robert Selwyn Grey
    Painted statues in underground streams
    With invitations to the Pharaoh's dream
    They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen
    Walking mirrors in the Pharaoh's harem
    And here they come
    The queen of Ur
    And the king of Um
    Tainted Matthews in car-key relations
    Gilt invitations to the blue queen's ball
    They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen
    Talking pillars in the blue queen's hall
    Fading tattoos of empty stations
    Great expectations at Vince's loyal mince
    They stare at each other, there's a need to be seen
    Crack-head mirrors, licking the soiled mint
    Olympic statues from terminal stations
    Sifting invitations to the market floor
    Steering into the future, it pays to be seen
    Polishing mirrors, keeping the score
    A babbling gaggle, a scrabbling rabble
    Fighting invitations to the emperor's shilling
    They stare through themselves, there's nothing to see
    Hand-picked recruits for ghostly pursuit
  • 作词 : Wire
    作曲 : Colin Newman/Graham Lewis/Bruce Clifford Gilbert/Robert Selwyn Grey
    Painted statues in underground streams
    With invitations to the Pharaoh's dream
    They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen
    Walking mirrors in the Pharaoh's harem
    And here they come
    The queen of Ur
    And the king of Um
    Tainted Matthews in car-key relations
    Gilt invitations to the blue queen's ball
    They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen
    Talking pillars in the blue queen's hall
    Fading tattoos of empty stations
    Great expectations at Vince's loyal mince
    They stare at each other, there's a need to be seen
    Crack-head mirrors, licking the soiled mint
    Olympic statues from terminal stations
    Sifting invitations to the market floor
    Steering into the future, it pays to be seen
    Polishing mirrors, keeping the score
    A babbling gaggle, a scrabbling rabble
    Fighting invitations to the emperor's shilling
    They stare through themselves, there's nothing to see
    Hand-picked recruits for ghostly pursuit