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歌词:Soul Asylum. Hang Time. Little Too Clean.

Thought I heard you screaming
And pulling out your hair
Furious and steaming
A state upon your stare

Don't you know
Dirt will find you
And dirt reminds you
That dirt will always be there

It's only
Dirt around you
And dirt surrounds you
And follows you everywhere

Here's a dirty joke, man
Filled with filth and smut
The heart of it, it sparkles
The more it can corrupt

Don't you know
Dirt can't hurt you
I'm truly certain
Usually washes out

Don't you know
Rain will wash out
The stain and all of your
Pain will work itself out

Work it out

'Fraid you've lost your innocence
To some odd social scene
You're right on top
But you've been replaced

By a shiny new machine
And dirt keeps following you
And you don't know what it means
You're a little too clean

A little too clean
A little too clean

One day dirt will bury you
And you will understand
There is nothing much more
Than the ground on which you stand

Don't you know
Dirt will find you
And dirt reminds you
That dirt will always be there

It's only
Dirt around you
And dirt surrounds you
And follows you everywhere

'Fraid you've lost your innocence
To some odd social scene
You're right on top
But you've been replaced

By a shiny new machine
And dirt keeps following you
And you don't know what it means
You're a little too clean

A little too clean
A little too clean