| 歌曲 | Hang 'Em High (Live) |
| 歌手 | My Chemical Romance |
| 专辑 | iTunes Festival: London 2011 |
| 作词 : IERO, FRANK/PELLISIER, MATTHEW/TORO, RAY/WAY, GERARD/WAY, MICHAEL | |
| Somewhere, he lost it in a turn | |
| Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove | |
| First come, first served, he's serving it back | |
| He travels light, without a pack, without love | |
| He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own | |
| Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon | |
| An' hang 'em high | |
| Leather 'cross his thighs | |
| Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes | |
| One eye on the road, price upon his head | |
| One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead | |
| He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own | |
| Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon | |
| An' hang 'em high | |
| Blind to himself, an' he's laughing up his scheme | |
| Looking back in anger, the city is relieved | |
| Vision of light, child of the night passing by | |
| (Guitar Solo) | |
| Blind to himself, he's laughing up his scheme | |
| Looking back in anger, the city is relieved | |
| A vision of light, child of the night passing by | |
| Leather 'cross his thigh | |
| Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes | |
| One eye on the road, price upon his head | |
| One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead | |
| He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own | |
| Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon | |
| An' hang 'em high |
| zuò cí : IERO, FRANK PELLISIER, MATTHEW TORO, RAY WAY, GERARD WAY, MICHAEL | |
| Somewhere, he lost it in a turn | |
| Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove | |
| First come, first served, he' s serving it back | |
| He travels light, without a pack, without love | |
| He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own | |
| Late for the hanging, yes he' s headed for the moon | |
| An' hang ' em high | |
| Leather ' cross his thighs | |
| Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes | |
| One eye on the road, price upon his head | |
| One ear to the ground, he' s listening to the dead | |
| He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own | |
| Late for the hanging, yes he' s headed for the moon | |
| An' hang ' em high | |
| Blind to himself, an' he' s laughing up his scheme | |
| Looking back in anger, the city is relieved | |
| Vision of light, child of the night passing by | |
| Guitar Solo | |
| Blind to himself, he' s laughing up his scheme | |
| Looking back in anger, the city is relieved | |
| A vision of light, child of the night passing by | |
| Leather ' cross his thigh | |
| Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes | |
| One eye on the road, price upon his head | |
| One ear to the ground, he' s listening to the dead | |
| He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own | |
| Late for the hanging, yes he' s headed for the moon | |
| An' hang ' em high |