| 歌曲 | Smiles And Grins |
| 歌手 | Jack Bruce |
| 专辑 | Harmony Row |
| 作曲 : Peter Brown & Jack Bruce | |
| 作词 : Brown, Bruce | |
| The smiles on city windows, | |
| It's only the weekly cleaner | |
| The dials on all the faces | |
| Are gradually getting nearer | |
| So make it careful when you can | |
| Forget it if you've read the plan | |
| Call a friend when you're in doubt | |
| Nights are hard when you're locked out | |
| Grins painted on radiators | |
| Are only the teeth of laughter | |
| The numbers of all the victories | |
| Are stenciled on soon after | |
| So don't regret the leaves that fall | |
| Have a little have it all | |
| Take a bit give just as much | |
| Nights are hard without the touch/crutch | |
| The smiling suburban collars | |
| They power the city's cisterns | |
| Whenever they pull the trainchain/They gradually start the pistons | |
| So keep your hair on if you can | |
| When you're living in a van | |
| Call a friend when you're in doubt | |
| Nights are hoarse when you're locked out | |
| Grins painted on petrol tigers | |
| Are only the tanks of porter | |
| Statistics of all the campaigns | |
| Are written down on water | |
| So don't regret the cars that rust | |
| Everything must turn to dust | |
| Cultivate and dig your croft | |
| Nights are hard when you've gone soft | |
| Lovers in the dark | |
| Murders in the park | |
| By the silver moon | |
| Blankets from the fear | |
| Cars when roads are near | |
| Winter's much too soon |
| zuò qǔ : Peter Brown Jack Bruce | |
| zuò cí : Brown, Bruce | |
| The smiles on city windows, | |
| It' s only the weekly cleaner | |
| The dials on all the faces | |
| Are gradually getting nearer | |
| So make it careful when you can | |
| Forget it if you' ve read the plan | |
| Call a friend when you' re in doubt | |
| Nights are hard when you' re locked out | |
| Grins painted on radiators | |
| Are only the teeth of laughter | |
| The numbers of all the victories | |
| Are stenciled on soon after | |
| So don' t regret the leaves that fall | |
| Have a little have it all | |
| Take a bit give just as much | |
| Nights are hard without the touch crutch | |
| The smiling suburban collars | |
| They power the city' s cisterns | |
| Whenever they pull the trainchain They gradually start the pistons | |
| So keep your hair on if you can | |
| When you' re living in a van | |
| Call a friend when you' re in doubt | |
| Nights are hoarse when you' re locked out | |
| Grins painted on petrol tigers | |
| Are only the tanks of porter | |
| Statistics of all the campaigns | |
| Are written down on water | |
| So don' t regret the cars that rust | |
| Everything must turn to dust | |
| Cultivate and dig your croft | |
| Nights are hard when you' ve gone soft | |
| Lovers in the dark | |
| Murders in the park | |
| By the silver moon | |
| Blankets from the fear | |
| Cars when roads are near | |
| Winter' s much too soon |