| 歌曲 | Uncovering The Old |
| 歌手 | Dr. Dog |
| 专辑 | Fate |
| 作曲 : Doctor Dog | |
| Turn it down, start it over | |
| Alone is such an ugly game | |
| Pay it back, pay it forward | |
| Nothing means nothing to me | |
| So they went down to the station | |
| They were looking for a ride | |
| They were running out of ink | |
| They were running out of time, yeah | |
| And with the color of the whistle | |
| With the sounding of the smoke | |
| I repeat it in a picture | |
| I repeat it in a joke, yeah, yeah | |
| Loud clothes, quiet earings | |
| Black nights, white shadows, a bone and a key | |
| Old flame, ex-widows | |
| Someone has been done to me | |
| So they believed that their conductor | |
| Is the leader of the pack | |
| Killing time into conducting then | |
| They're never looking back, yeah | |
| And the table had to chase it | |
| And the time hopped back | |
| And the things that cut the cable | |
| And they're running down the tracks, yeah, yeah | |
| So they kissed the farmer's daughters | |
| With their pockets full of gold | |
| And they draw the shades and lockets | |
| On the corner of the window | |
| In a can under the kitchen, in an unmarked grave | |
| They're uncovering the old | |
| Where are you going? | |
| Where are you going? |
| zuò qǔ : Doctor Dog | |
| Turn it down, start it over | |
| Alone is such an ugly game | |
| Pay it back, pay it forward | |
| Nothing means nothing to me | |
| So they went down to the station | |
| They were looking for a ride | |
| They were running out of ink | |
| They were running out of time, yeah | |
| And with the color of the whistle | |
| With the sounding of the smoke | |
| I repeat it in a picture | |
| I repeat it in a joke, yeah, yeah | |
| Loud clothes, quiet earings | |
| Black nights, white shadows, a bone and a key | |
| Old flame, exwidows | |
| Someone has been done to me | |
| So they believed that their conductor | |
| Is the leader of the pack | |
| Killing time into conducting then | |
| They' re never looking back, yeah | |
| And the table had to chase it | |
| And the time hopped back | |
| And the things that cut the cable | |
| And they' re running down the tracks, yeah, yeah | |
| So they kissed the farmer' s daughters | |
| With their pockets full of gold | |
| And they draw the shades and lockets | |
| On the corner of the window | |
| In a can under the kitchen, in an unmarked grave | |
| They' re uncovering the old | |
| Where are you going? | |
| Where are you going? |