| 歌曲 | Padded Cell |
| 歌手 | Black Flag |
| 专辑 | Everything Went Black |
| 作词 : Dukowski, Ginn | |
| Earth's a padded cell | |
| Defanged and declawed | |
| I'm living in hell it's a paradise fraud | |
| Straight jacket minds in line to be old | |
| Telling me to want, | |
| Let time slip through my teeth | |
| Well I'm not the fool, | |
| I'm going to town | |
| Manic reactions are always a buzz | |
| I'm suspect, the stranger in disguise | |
| It's forced itself upon me, | |
| Something | |
| I can't hide | |
| See it in - maniacs | |
| Their eyes - maniacs | |
| Maniacs, maniacs | |
| Looking at you inside of you | |
| Behind your eyes, through your mind | |
| Looking at you, inside of you | |
| I'm invisible, nowhere to hide | |
| I'm obscene the living dead | |
| See the flys feed off your head | |
| Looking at you | |
| I'm inside of you | |
| It's walden two but the flower's dead | |
| See it in - maniacs | |
| Their eyes - maniacs | |
| Maniacs, maniacs | |
| Earth's a padded cell | |
| Defanged and declawed | |
| I'm living in hell it's a paradise fraud | |
| Straight jacket minds in line to be old | |
| Telling me to want, | |
| Let time slip through my teeth | |
| Well I'm not the fool, | |
| I'm going to town | |
| Manic reactions are always a buzz | |
| I'm suspect, the stranger in disguise | |
| It's forced itself upon me, | |
| Something | |
| I can't hide | |
| See it in - maniacs | |
| Their eyes - maniacs | |
| Maniacs, maniacs |
| zuò cí : Dukowski, Ginn | |
| Earth' s a padded cell | |
| Defanged and declawed | |
| I' m living in hell it' s a paradise fraud | |
| Straight jacket minds in line to be old | |
| Telling me to want, | |
| Let time slip through my teeth | |
| Well I' m not the fool, | |
| I' m going to town | |
| Manic reactions are always a buzz | |
| I' m suspect, the stranger in disguise | |
| It' s forced itself upon me, | |
| Something | |
| I can' t hide | |
| See it in maniacs | |
| Their eyes maniacs | |
| Maniacs, maniacs | |
| Looking at you inside of you | |
| Behind your eyes, through your mind | |
| Looking at you, inside of you | |
| I' m invisible, nowhere to hide | |
| I' m obscene the living dead | |
| See the flys feed off your head | |
| Looking at you | |
| I' m inside of you | |
| It' s walden two but the flower' s dead | |
| See it in maniacs | |
| Their eyes maniacs | |
| Maniacs, maniacs | |
| Earth' s a padded cell | |
| Defanged and declawed | |
| I' m living in hell it' s a paradise fraud | |
| Straight jacket minds in line to be old | |
| Telling me to want, | |
| Let time slip through my teeth | |
| Well I' m not the fool, | |
| I' m going to town | |
| Manic reactions are always a buzz | |
| I' m suspect, the stranger in disguise | |
| It' s forced itself upon me, | |
| Something | |
| I can' t hide | |
| See it in maniacs | |
| Their eyes maniacs | |
| Maniacs, maniacs |