[00:00.00]Fame Throwa - Pavement (人行道乐队)
[00:14.75]Fame throwa pass out the gold
[00:16.62]The diamon watch the last reward
[00:18.61]All the things we had before
[00:20.61]You sold us out and took it all
[00:22.92]Head-borne cries from zenith sluts
[00:25.12]Astral rites from dead-end ruts
[00:27.37]These ends are sick-end wars
[00:29.87]These ends was sick-end wars
[00:36.33]He's one of our nation's spies
[00:41.69]He's one of our first recruits
[00:46.92]I click with her leather thighs
[00:52.17]He's one of our first recruits
[01:24.05]How can you know
[01:26.16]In the distance lies a grower
[01:28.54]Nâ-â' Rudolph
[01:29.34]King fame throwa
[01:30.47]Son of groupie
[01:31.41]Bed-worn sexan
[01:31.78]Spent his cash convincing us
[01:34.96]That the desert was a starscape
[01:37.02]Took our lives for satellites
[01:39.33]So we could cry
[01:40.83]Naked naked foul
[01:46.38]He's one of our nation's spies
[01:51.51]He's one of our first recruits
[01:56.82]I click with her leather thighs
[02:02.06]He's one of our first recruits