鐵錘擊碎天幕，血月下我赤腳狂舞

神諭崩成碎屑，笑聲燙穿末日帷幕

誰判我罪？我判神罰！

骨節(jié)敲響鼓，心跳做節(jié)拍

在這失序的終局里

我以最 rude 的pose，把命運踩成節(jié)拍

Lose it！Lose it！

讓眾神的名字，在我汗里溶化

只剩這lose dance，燃到世界塌

Rude – Magic! (魔幻樂團)

Written by：Nasri Atweh/Adam Messinger/Mark Pellizzer/Ben Spivak/Alex Tanas

Saturday morning jumped out of bed and put on my best suit

星期六早上從床上跳起來，穿上我最好的套裝

Got in my car and raced like a jet all the way to you

下了車，我像飛機般快速的奔向你

Knocked on your door with heart in my hand to ask you a question

敲門，心像在我的手中握著那樣緊張 問你一個問題

Cause I know that you’re an old fashioned man yes yes

因為我知道你是個保守的人，是啊是啊

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Come on, rude boy, can you wind it up—

yeah, pull me close, make the bass erupt.

Skin on skin like the drumline rolls,

ride that rhythm while the night unfolds.

Talk soft, but your touch feel bold,

push the tempo, let the record spin gold.

If you want it, take the throne tonight—

just don’t be shy when I turn off the light.