| 歌曲 | On Any Other Day |
| 歌手 | The Police |
| 专辑 | Message In A Box |
| 作曲 : Stewart Copeland | |
| 作词 : Copeland | |
| Written by stewart copeland | |
| The other ones are complete bullshit | |
| You want something corny? | |
| You got it | |
| There's a house on my street | |
| And it looks real neat | |
| I'm the chap who lives in it | |
| There's a tree on the sidewalk | |
| There's a car by the door | |
| I'll go for a drive in it | |
| And when the wombat comes | |
| He will find me gone | |
| He'll look for a place to sit | |
| My wife has burned the scrambled eggs | |
| The dog just bit my leg | |
| My teenage daughter ran away | |
| My fine young son has turned out gay | |
| Cut off my fingers in the door of my car | |
| How could i do it? | |
| My wife is proud to tell me | |
| Of her love affairs | |
| How could she do this to me? | |
| My wife has burned the scrambled eggs | |
| The dog just bit my leg | |
| My teenage daughter ran away | |
| My fine young son has turned out gay | |
| And it would be o.k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o.k. on any other day | |
| Throw down the morning papers | |
| And spill my tea | |
| I don't know what's wrong with me | |
| The cups and plates are in a conspiracy | |
| I'm covered in misery | |
| My wife has burned the scrambled eggs | |
| The dog just bit my leg | |
| My teenage daughter ran away | |
| My fine young son has turned out gay | |
| And it would be o.k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o.k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o.k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o.k. on any other day |
| zuò qǔ : Stewart Copeland | |
| zuò cí : Copeland | |
| Written by stewart copeland | |
| The other ones are complete bullshit | |
| You want something corny? | |
| You got it | |
| There' s a house on my street | |
| And it looks real neat | |
| I' m the chap who lives in it | |
| There' s a tree on the sidewalk | |
| There' s a car by the door | |
| I' ll go for a drive in it | |
| And when the wombat comes | |
| He will find me gone | |
| He' ll look for a place to sit | |
| My wife has burned the scrambled eggs | |
| The dog just bit my leg | |
| My teenage daughter ran away | |
| My fine young son has turned out gay | |
| Cut off my fingers in the door of my car | |
| How could i do it? | |
| My wife is proud to tell me | |
| Of her love affairs | |
| How could she do this to me? | |
| My wife has burned the scrambled eggs | |
| The dog just bit my leg | |
| My teenage daughter ran away | |
| My fine young son has turned out gay | |
| And it would be o. k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o. k. on any other day | |
| Throw down the morning papers | |
| And spill my tea | |
| I don' t know what' s wrong with me | |
| The cups and plates are in a conspiracy | |
| I' m covered in misery | |
| My wife has burned the scrambled eggs | |
| The dog just bit my leg | |
| My teenage daughter ran away | |
| My fine young son has turned out gay | |
| And it would be o. k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o. k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o. k. on any other day | |
| And it would be o. k. on any other day |