| 歌曲 | Gut Pageant |
| 歌手 | Kristin Hersh |
| 专辑 | Strange Angels |
| 作词 : Hersh | |
| That fine fever brought us here... | |
| Lambasted eyeballs... | |
| When we kiss the dirt the orchids laugh... | |
| What a gut pageant, we could play for hours... | |
| What a gut pageant, meat for the flowers... | |
| You break out of a paper bag, and wake up on the street... | |
| Just kidding... | |
| You don't have to go... | |
| I asked him why the grass is blue and stray boys don't go home... | |
| Why 4 a.m.'s so screwy... | |
| He says "Sleep through it"... | |
| What a gut pageant, we could play for hours... | |
| What a gut pageant, meat for the flowers... | |
| Not too special not too strange... | |
| Just the way | |
| I like 'em... | |
| You find an empty promise and stick by it... | |
| Not too pretty not too sweet... | |
| Just the way | |
| I like you... | |
| When you kiss the dirt the orchids laugh harder than me... | |
| Tell me another one... | |
| I could sit for hours... | |
| When anyone laughs | |
| I know I'm a coward... | |
| When we kiss the dirt the orchids laugh harder than me... |
| zuò cí : Hersh | |
| That fine fever brought us here... | |
| Lambasted eyeballs... | |
| When we kiss the dirt the orchids laugh... | |
| What a gut pageant, we could play for hours... | |
| What a gut pageant, meat for the flowers... | |
| You break out of a paper bag, and wake up on the street... | |
| Just kidding... | |
| You don' t have to go... | |
| I asked him why the grass is blue and stray boys don' t go home... | |
| Why 4 a. m.' s so screwy... | |
| He says " Sleep through it"... | |
| What a gut pageant, we could play for hours... | |
| What a gut pageant, meat for the flowers... | |
| Not too special not too strange... | |
| Just the way | |
| I like ' em... | |
| You find an empty promise and stick by it... | |
| Not too pretty not too sweet... | |
| Just the way | |
| I like you... | |
| When you kiss the dirt the orchids laugh harder than me... | |
| Tell me another one... | |
| I could sit for hours... | |
| When anyone laughs | |
| I know I' m a coward... | |
| When we kiss the dirt the orchids laugh harder than me... |