[00:00.00] 作词 : Al Nicol[00:01.00] 作曲 : Al Nicol[00:10.08]I don’t want to throw away[00:14.49]My plastic castle sculptures[00:19.20]I glued them to the pavement[00:28.56]They pile up like jungle gyms[00:33.18]For kids to come and play[00:38.19]What are you tryin to say[00:40.77]Take my their fun away[00:47.16]But oh now I’m getting sick[00:54.51]Watching all the roses turn to bricks[01:06.00]Simple fires can be mended[01:12.90]But not the kind that’s burning up in me[01:29.13]We all deserve our sculptures[01:33.96]Shining with the scheen[01:37.65]Of nature’s most pristine, nutritious fluid[01:42.06]And we won’t say we’re sorry[01:52.44]We won’t write a goodbye not[01:57.09]The farther we come[01:59.46]The closer we get to destruction[02:06.27]But oh now I’m getting sick[02:13.56]Watching all the roses turn to bricks[02:24.93]Simple fires can be mended[02:31.86]But not the kind that’s burning up in me[03:20.13]And oh now I’m getting sick[03:27.36]Watching all the roses turn to bricks[03:38.58]Simple fires can be mended[03:45.39]But not the kind that’s burning up in me