| 歌曲 | The Duke of Beaufoot |
| 歌手 | Spirogyra |
| 专辑 | St. Radigunds |
| 作曲 : Cockerham | |
| The Duke of Beaufort | |
| Is not at home today | |
| He's very tired | |
| He thought he'd go away | |
| You wait for him, | |
| Your eyes are on the door | |
| You know no other way | |
| The Duke of Beaufort | |
| Is very kind to cats | |
| Keeps them in his cellar | |
| To help him catch his rats | |
| He's very noble | |
| And his lineage is pure | |
| But you, you're a whore | |
| The Duke of Splendour | |
| Just wasn't much amused | |
| And nor were you | |
| You knew you'd been abused | |
| If you'd had help | |
| You might have buggered up his fuse | |
| But alone, you're too confused | |
| "He picked me up, I was on the street | |
| He made it clear he would use me | |
| My parents died, I was three years old | |
| I had to make a living" | |
| Close your eyes, close your eyes | |
| "In a lot of ways, I'm close to him | |
| Though he may seem to ignore it | |
| I'm sure he cares, | |
| At least, I think he does | |
| It's just he's very busy" | |
| Close your eyes, close your eyes | |
| Here's today says the ‘Telegraph' | |
| It's the world, it's the world! | |
| Gone away on a phonograph | |
| Riding high, riding high | |
| There's a way says the Cenotaph | |
| You will find, you will find | |
| Gone in search of an Epitaph | |
| Running wild, running wild | |
| You saw them coming forward | |
| Asking you to be kind | |
| You couldn't face their council | |
| They were men full of greed | |
| In your position nothing's sacred | |
| You have only the wine | |
| You stand alone | |
| But not alone in your loneliness | |
| And yet there must be more | |
| I can't believe that all has been in vain | |
| And if there is it's | |
| Be sure of friendship | |
| As the hours grow long | |
| Rest assured that this phase is passing | |
| Give yourself a chance |
| zuò qǔ : Cockerham | |
| The Duke of Beaufort | |
| Is not at home today | |
| He' s very tired | |
| He thought he' d go away | |
| You wait for him, | |
| Your eyes are on the door | |
| You know no other way | |
| The Duke of Beaufort | |
| Is very kind to cats | |
| Keeps them in his cellar | |
| To help him catch his rats | |
| He' s very noble | |
| And his lineage is pure | |
| But you, you' re a whore | |
| The Duke of Splendour | |
| Just wasn' t much amused | |
| And nor were you | |
| You knew you' d been abused | |
| If you' d had help | |
| You might have buggered up his fuse | |
| But alone, you' re too confused | |
| " He picked me up, I was on the street | |
| He made it clear he would use me | |
| My parents died, I was three years old | |
| I had to make a living" | |
| Close your eyes, close your eyes | |
| " In a lot of ways, I' m close to him | |
| Though he may seem to ignore it | |
| I' m sure he cares, | |
| At least, I think he does | |
| It' s just he' s very busy" | |
| Close your eyes, close your eyes | |
| Here' s today says the ' Telegraph' | |
| It' s the world, it' s the world! | |
| Gone away on a phonograph | |
| Riding high, riding high | |
| There' s a way says the Cenotaph | |
| You will find, you will find | |
| Gone in search of an Epitaph | |
| Running wild, running wild | |
| You saw them coming forward | |
| Asking you to be kind | |
| You couldn' t face their council | |
| They were men full of greed | |
| In your position nothing' s sacred | |
| You have only the wine | |
| You stand alone | |
| But not alone in your loneliness | |
| And yet there must be more | |
| I can' t believe that all has been in vain | |
| And if there is it' s | |
| Be sure of friendship | |
| As the hours grow long | |
| Rest assured that this phase is passing | |
| Give yourself a chance |