| 歌曲 | Get to Leave |
| 歌手 | Howe Gelb |
| 专辑 | 'Sno Angel Like You |
| 作曲 : Gelb | |
| Make sure your baby’s well tucked | |
| in a blanket in the basket of a back seat | |
| of a wagon that don’t run on air | |
| if you can’t afford the fuel, pray you get the passion | |
| to keep the spirit rolling and get on out of here | |
| Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once you get to leave | |
| a nickels’ worth of comfort | |
| and a thimble full of luck | |
| may you make out with a buck | |
| more then you’ll ever need | |
| on this planet made of rock, hard liquor and discomfort | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once we get to leave | |
| Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once you get to leave | |
| shadowing the season of change | |
| the winds blow in and they rearrange | |
| tending the garden of change | |
| the weeds come in and they rearrange | |
| maybe it’s the angle of the sun | |
| when it’s such a twisted light | |
| or the impossible darkness of a starless night | |
| or the triangle of 3 lovers in need of fresh flight | |
| or the maniac mindings of a monocled monk | |
| with a nickels’ worth of comfort | |
| and a thimble full of luck | |
| may you make out with a buck | |
| more then you’ll ever need | |
| on this planet made of rock, hard liquor and discomfort | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once we get to leave | |
| Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once you get to leave |
| zuò qǔ : Gelb | |
| Make sure your baby' s well tucked | |
| in a blanket in the basket of a back seat | |
| of a wagon that don' t run on air | |
| if you can' t afford the fuel, pray you get the passion | |
| to keep the spirit rolling and get on out of here | |
| Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once you get to leave | |
| a nickels' worth of comfort | |
| and a thimble full of luck | |
| may you make out with a buck | |
| more then you' ll ever need | |
| on this planet made of rock, hard liquor and discomfort | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once we get to leave | |
| Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once you get to leave | |
| shadowing the season of change | |
| the winds blow in and they rearrange | |
| tending the garden of change | |
| the weeds come in and they rearrange | |
| maybe it' s the angle of the sun | |
| when it' s such a twisted light | |
| or the impossible darkness of a starless night | |
| or the triangle of 3 lovers in need of fresh flight | |
| or the maniac mindings of a monocled monk | |
| with a nickels' worth of comfort | |
| and a thimble full of luck | |
| may you make out with a buck | |
| more then you' ll ever need | |
| on this planet made of rock, hard liquor and discomfort | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once we get to leave | |
| Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave | |
| with rumors of a better world | |
| once you get to leave |