| 歌曲 | Visine |
| 歌手 | P.J. Olsson |
| 专辑 | Words for Living |
| 作曲 : Olsson | |
| Got my Visine | |
| Got my box | |
| Got my wishes | |
| Got my underwater cymbal filled with energy | |
| To get me through this minute | |
| TV star from my childhood | |
| Come and screw me now | |
| I am man enough for wooden benches | |
| Seal this note with my juicer | |
| Use the liquid from your womb | |
| Season to taste | |
| Romeo came with crystal | |
| Said my house is clean except for this | |
| And I held up my marijuana | |
| If you think it's a crime | |
| I'll take a piss | |
| A piss on your grave | |
| Had a dream 'bout | |
| Joseph Stalin | |
| Was his son haulin' out of | |
| Moscow On a jelly bean with wheels | |
| There is one thing we have in common | |
| It's the torture of growing old | |
| You must stand there now | |
| You must agree | |
| The time is near now | |
| We're children no more | |
| No more No more | |
| No more No more | |
| The ozone like a clit | |
| Dripping sunshine on my lips | |
| Call me social disaster | |
| There's still me comin' after | |
| A piss on your grave | |
| Got my Visine | |
| Got my box | |
| Got my wishes | |
| Got my underwater cymbal filled with energy | |
| To get me through this minute | |
| My wishes | |
| This minute | |
| My wishes | |
| This minute | |
| My wishes | |
| This minute |
| zuò qǔ : Olsson | |
| Got my Visine | |
| Got my box | |
| Got my wishes | |
| Got my underwater cymbal filled with energy | |
| To get me through this minute | |
| TV star from my childhood | |
| Come and screw me now | |
| I am man enough for wooden benches | |
| Seal this note with my juicer | |
| Use the liquid from your womb | |
| Season to taste | |
| Romeo came with crystal | |
| Said my house is clean except for this | |
| And I held up my marijuana | |
| If you think it' s a crime | |
| I' ll take a piss | |
| A piss on your grave | |
| Had a dream ' bout | |
| Joseph Stalin | |
| Was his son haulin' out of | |
| Moscow On a jelly bean with wheels | |
| There is one thing we have in common | |
| It' s the torture of growing old | |
| You must stand there now | |
| You must agree | |
| The time is near now | |
| We' re children no more | |
| No more No more | |
| No more No more | |
| The ozone like a clit | |
| Dripping sunshine on my lips | |
| Call me social disaster | |
| There' s still me comin' after | |
| A piss on your grave | |
| Got my Visine | |
| Got my box | |
| Got my wishes | |
| Got my underwater cymbal filled with energy | |
| To get me through this minute | |
| My wishes | |
| This minute | |
| My wishes | |
| This minute | |
| My wishes | |
| This minute |