| 歌曲 | Baby's Insane |
| 歌手 | Diamanda Galás |
| 专辑 | The Sporting Life |
| 作词 : Galas | |
| Arms covered in blood, the war has begun | |
| Hide the straight razor 'cos baby's insane | |
| New telephone number, new lock on the door | |
| Hide all the knives 'cos baby's insane | |
| Baby's insane, baby's insane | |
| Baby's on a trip to the moon again | |
| Baby's insane, baby's insane | |
| Hide all the knives cos baby's insane | |
| The roaches are flying while she sleeps at night | |
| Scream over her bed "help us find some light" | |
| It stinks of Velveeta, one is under her tongue | |
| Dreaming of you with a hand on her gun | |
| She runs down your birthday till the cats on the lawn | |
| All bare their claws at the sound of your name | |
| Don't knock on her window, don't knock on her door | |
| She's rigged up your welcome one inch off the floor | |
| Baby's insane, baby's insane | |
| Baby's on a trip to the moon again | |
| Baby's insane, baby's insane | |
| Hide all the knives 'cos baby's insane | |
| She's picked your white roses from the funeral page | |
| There's a whole lot of cities where a good man can age | |
| I know that she loves you but it's time to move on | |
| Don't miss the bus 'cos baby's insane | |
| Baby's insane, baby's insane | |
| Baby's on a trip to the moon again | |
| Baby's insane, baby's insane | |
| Don't miss the bus cos baby's insane |
| zuò cí : Galas | |
| Arms covered in blood, the war has begun | |
| Hide the straight razor ' cos baby' s insane | |
| New telephone number, new lock on the door | |
| Hide all the knives ' cos baby' s insane | |
| Baby' s insane, baby' s insane | |
| Baby' s on a trip to the moon again | |
| Baby' s insane, baby' s insane | |
| Hide all the knives cos baby' s insane | |
| The roaches are flying while she sleeps at night | |
| Scream over her bed " help us find some light" | |
| It stinks of Velveeta, one is under her tongue | |
| Dreaming of you with a hand on her gun | |
| She runs down your birthday till the cats on the lawn | |
| All bare their claws at the sound of your name | |
| Don' t knock on her window, don' t knock on her door | |
| She' s rigged up your welcome one inch off the floor | |
| Baby' s insane, baby' s insane | |
| Baby' s on a trip to the moon again | |
| Baby' s insane, baby' s insane | |
| Hide all the knives ' cos baby' s insane | |
| She' s picked your white roses from the funeral page | |
| There' s a whole lot of cities where a good man can age | |
| I know that she loves you but it' s time to move on | |
| Don' t miss the bus ' cos baby' s insane | |
| Baby' s insane, baby' s insane | |
| Baby' s on a trip to the moon again | |
| Baby' s insane, baby' s insane | |
| Don' t miss the bus cos baby' s insane |