| 歌曲 | Rock City Wankers |
| 歌手 | The Ark |
| 专辑 | State Of The Ark |
| 作曲 : Salo | |
| New York's a goldmine for Rock City Wankers | |
| Pilgrims of sleaze and of nocturnal pancake | |
| Are you a poet, electrical junkie? | |
| Or are you just another little rock city wankie? | |
| Saying: I'm gonna have a no-life, low-life 'til I get out | |
| Then I get highlife O-o-oh | |
| Hope they stare at me while the vicodine is kicking in, kicking in... | |
| Oh no! You put a spike into your vein | |
| Oh no! (Does it make you think you've got) | |
| The blood of thunders in your brain | |
| You ought to know | |
| Just because you're full of it | |
| it doesn't mean that you're the shit | |
| So take a good look at me | |
| Now, here's some good advice: | |
| Try some manners, fuck-face! | |
| (I mean it, baby...) | |
| Oh, spare me your sunglass-protected analysis | |
| Elegant vices - midlife crisis | |
| We wanna go wanna see Ligeti-Ligeti, Yeah! | |
| Gonna slip outta here in your limousine-dream, said Yeah! | |
| Oh no! You put a spike into your vein | |
| Oh no! (Does it make you think you've got) | |
| The blood of thunders in your brain | |
| You ought to know | |
| Just because you're full of it | |
| it doesn't mean that you're the shit | |
| So take a good look at me | |
| Now, here's some good advice: | |
| Try some manners, fuck-face! | |
| I'm gonna have a no-life, low-life 'til I get out | |
| Then I get highlife O-o-oh | |
| I'm gonna have a no-life, low-life 'til I get highlife | |
| I'm gonna have a no-life, High-life is my life |
| zuò qǔ : Salo | |
| New York' s a goldmine for Rock City Wankers | |
| Pilgrims of sleaze and of nocturnal pancake | |
| Are you a poet, electrical junkie? | |
| Or are you just another little rock city wankie? | |
| Saying: I' m gonna have a nolife, lowlife ' til I get out | |
| Then I get highlife Oooh | |
| Hope they stare at me while the vicodine is kicking in, kicking in... | |
| Oh no! You put a spike into your vein | |
| Oh no! Does it make you think you' ve got | |
| The blood of thunders in your brain | |
| You ought to know | |
| Just because you' re full of it | |
| it doesn' t mean that you' re the shit | |
| So take a good look at me | |
| Now, here' s some good advice: | |
| Try some manners, fuckface! | |
| I mean it, baby... | |
| Oh, spare me your sunglassprotected analysis | |
| Elegant vices midlife crisis | |
| We wanna go wanna see LigetiLigeti, Yeah! | |
| Gonna slip outta here in your limousinedream, said Yeah! | |
| Oh no! You put a spike into your vein | |
| Oh no! Does it make you think you' ve got | |
| The blood of thunders in your brain | |
| You ought to know | |
| Just because you' re full of it | |
| it doesn' t mean that you' re the shit | |
| So take a good look at me | |
| Now, here' s some good advice: | |
| Try some manners, fuckface! | |
| I' m gonna have a nolife, lowlife ' til I get out | |
| Then I get highlife Oooh | |
| I' m gonna have a nolife, lowlife ' til I get highlife | |
| I' m gonna have a nolife, Highlife is my life |