| 歌曲 | All You Can Ever Learn Is What You Already Know |
| 歌手 | The Ataris |
| 专辑 | Live at the Metro |
| 作曲 : Collura, Davenport, Knapp, Roe | |
| Is this how it was intended? | |
| The sunrise over smoke stacks in the Midwest, the beauty of this abandoned factory. | |
| Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time | |
| in what used to be the bleakest dreams of middle class America. | |
| I'm trying to believe in you, but all these satellites and shattered dreams are blocking out my view. | |
| Please don't forget who you really are, because nothing really matters when we're gone. | |
| Fell in love with his keno waitress. | |
| They honeymooned in Memphis; they were married by the drive up window. | |
| Trailer parks, neon signs, and an empty box of Lucky Strikes: all used up from the dashboard of America. | |
| I'm trying to believe in you; this world sold its fate for parking lots and drunk sincerity. | |
| Please don't forget who you really are, because nothing really matters when we're - | |
| You'll be saddened to know the train tracks you once walked as a young boy are now nothing but a graveyard. | |
| Please don't forget how small we really are, because nothing really matters when we're gone. |
| zuò qǔ : Collura, Davenport, Knapp, Roe | |
| Is this how it was intended? | |
| The sunrise over smoke stacks in the Midwest, the beauty of this abandoned factory. | |
| Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time | |
| in what used to be the bleakest dreams of middle class America. | |
| I' m trying to believe in you, but all these satellites and shattered dreams are blocking out my view. | |
| Please don' t forget who you really are, because nothing really matters when we' re gone. | |
| Fell in love with his keno waitress. | |
| They honeymooned in Memphis they were married by the drive up window. | |
| Trailer parks, neon signs, and an empty box of Lucky Strikes: all used up from the dashboard of America. | |
| I' m trying to believe in you this world sold its fate for parking lots and drunk sincerity. | |
| Please don' t forget who you really are, because nothing really matters when we' re | |
| You' ll be saddened to know the train tracks you once walked as a young boy are now nothing but a graveyard. | |
| Please don' t forget how small we really are, because nothing really matters when we' re gone. |