| 歌曲 | So Lonely Was The Ballad |
| 歌手 | Jamie T |
| 专辑 | Panic Prevention |
| 作曲 : T | |
| So lonely was the ballad | |
| Harmonica man Sam was so knackered | |
| After jives of love | |
| He puts on the gloves then puts on his hat | |
| Then it's home to the missus who sits on his tongue | |
| Selfish sons with their packs of cigarerres | |
| Forking out two take your girl with the ticket | |
| Some times same other times not with it | |
| Standing at the picket man your hands they're freezing | |
| Girls with their pearls on the flex of Monroe's | |
| Half gee blow Marilyn's gone loco Navahoo | |
| High ho silver hey ho let's go dancing with the average Joe's | |
| Who talk with their fists and argue with their friends | |
| Always take the piss but they're loyal in the end | |
| Watch out 'cause they'll steal your girlfriend | |
| Take her round the back and she'll come back limping | |
| Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss | |
| Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Living life in the fast lane | |
| Give it up when you got no game | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| So remember when you choke there is a reason being | |
| We leaving the town haven't been believing | |
| Blowing up smoke from the lung to the ceiling | |
| Making sure nightmares turn up in your dreaming | |
| We're all good as we bounce this way | |
| On the mic everyday hitting up the country, oh | |
| Good times in the old city | |
| Who listening and who wants war | |
| Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss | |
| Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Living life in the fast lane | |
| Give it up when you got no game | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Some of them said you never made the cut | |
| Young son breakaway want to be older | |
| Sober as a judge as the door slams shut | |
| Three bags full and a yes for the no sir | |
| Say as you leaving get up to go go | |
| Say hello sha woddy woddy wa wo wo | |
| There's never been a better way of getting right out of this town on Monday | |
| I still wear up my old tap shoes they fit | |
| You and me look twelve years old back when I was ten | |
| Whilst boozy Suzi got woozy with a who's he advantage taking | |
| If I ever see again that chaperone get kicked in the teeth | |
| High street down town well the dress is ripped and her shoes are soaking | |
| One step three back drinking potion | |
| Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss | |
| Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Living life in the fast lane | |
| Give it up when you got no game | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you |
| zuò qǔ : T | |
| So lonely was the ballad | |
| Harmonica man Sam was so knackered | |
| After jives of love | |
| He puts on the gloves then puts on his hat | |
| Then it' s home to the missus who sits on his tongue | |
| Selfish sons with their packs of cigarerres | |
| Forking out two take your girl with the ticket | |
| Some times same other times not with it | |
| Standing at the picket man your hands they' re freezing | |
| Girls with their pearls on the flex of Monroe' s | |
| Half gee blow Marilyn' s gone loco Navahoo | |
| High ho silver hey ho let' s go dancing with the average Joe' s | |
| Who talk with their fists and argue with their friends | |
| Always take the piss but they' re loyal in the end | |
| Watch out ' cause they' ll steal your girlfriend | |
| Take her round the back and she' ll come back limping | |
| Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss | |
| Crying out sighs but they' re still looking dangerous | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Living life in the fast lane | |
| Give it up when you got no game | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| So remember when you choke there is a reason being | |
| We leaving the town haven' t been believing | |
| Blowing up smoke from the lung to the ceiling | |
| Making sure nightmares turn up in your dreaming | |
| We' re all good as we bounce this way | |
| On the mic everyday hitting up the country, oh | |
| Good times in the old city | |
| Who listening and who wants war | |
| Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss | |
| Crying out sighs but they' re still looking dangerous | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Living life in the fast lane | |
| Give it up when you got no game | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Some of them said you never made the cut | |
| Young son breakaway want to be older | |
| Sober as a judge as the door slams shut | |
| Three bags full and a yes for the no sir | |
| Say as you leaving get up to go go | |
| Say hello sha woddy woddy wa wo wo | |
| There' s never been a better way of getting right out of this town on Monday | |
| I still wear up my old tap shoes they fit | |
| You and me look twelve years old back when I was ten | |
| Whilst boozy Suzi got woozy with a who' s he advantage taking | |
| If I ever see again that chaperone get kicked in the teeth | |
| High street down town well the dress is ripped and her shoes are soaking | |
| One step three back drinking potion | |
| Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss | |
| Crying out sighs but they' re still looking dangerous | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you | |
| Living life in the fast lane | |
| Give it up when you got no game | |
| Oh, this is definitely all for you |