| 歌曲 | Take Me to the Town |
| 歌手 | Polar Bear Club |
| 专辑 | Chasing Hamburg |
| 作曲 : Polar Bear Club | |
| I'm gone, gone and going, pay the way with change | |
| I had to leave I was, I was talking strange | |
| Won't be back soon, so please don't wait for me | |
| Love all the same, all the same and more | |
| You've gotta come get me or someone will take me | |
| I'm wasting away to bone | |
| You know I'm bearing a burden and my arms have been hurting | |
| A wandering man stuck home | |
| Take me to the town | |
| I can, I can miss | |
| Take me to the town | |
| I can, I can miss | |
| Another wasted day | |
| Another dead end place | |
| Another push away | |
| Push away | |
| There's gas on my shoes, blood in my veins | |
| I'm fuming and wide eyed for feeling estranged | |
| I say it's not for nothing, not for nothing | |
| Another war to wage, to wage | |
| It sinks like bricks | |
| It lives like lions | |
| It sinks like bricks from hollowed houses, hammered on, whittled down | |
| It lives like lions before they pounce with hairs on end, tightly wound | |
| Another wasted day | |
| Another dead end place | |
| Another push away | |
| It sinks like bricks from hollowed houses worn down | |
| Worn down | |
| Worn down | |
| Take me to the town | |
| You've gotta' come get me or someone will take me | |
| I'm wasting away to bone | |
| 'Cause I'm worn down, worn down | |
| Take me to the town |
| zuò qǔ : Polar Bear Club | |
| I' m gone, gone and going, pay the way with change | |
| I had to leave I was, I was talking strange | |
| Won' t be back soon, so please don' t wait for me | |
| Love all the same, all the same and more | |
| You' ve gotta come get me or someone will take me | |
| I' m wasting away to bone | |
| You know I' m bearing a burden and my arms have been hurting | |
| A wandering man stuck home | |
| Take me to the town | |
| I can, I can miss | |
| Take me to the town | |
| I can, I can miss | |
| Another wasted day | |
| Another dead end place | |
| Another push away | |
| Push away | |
| There' s gas on my shoes, blood in my veins | |
| I' m fuming and wide eyed for feeling estranged | |
| I say it' s not for nothing, not for nothing | |
| Another war to wage, to wage | |
| It sinks like bricks | |
| It lives like lions | |
| It sinks like bricks from hollowed houses, hammered on, whittled down | |
| It lives like lions before they pounce with hairs on end, tightly wound | |
| Another wasted day | |
| Another dead end place | |
| Another push away | |
| It sinks like bricks from hollowed houses worn down | |
| Worn down | |
| Worn down | |
| Take me to the town | |
| You' ve gotta' come get me or someone will take me | |
| I' m wasting away to bone | |
| ' Cause I' m worn down, worn down | |
| Take me to the town |