Раньше я слушал англоязычные группы так же, как инструменталки, фоном, когда нужно не отвлекаться на посторонние слова. А теперь практически не могу. Понимаю, о чем поют, собаки. Не исключено, что понимаю так себе, хреновенько, но тем не менее.
Tiger Lilies, альбом Bad Blood & Blasphemy.Tiger Lilies, альбом Bad Blood & Blasphemy.
1. Bad
I'll pick you up early
From the school gates at 3:30
I'll take you down Soho
Be ready to Go-Go
The perverts will be ready
The queue it will be steady
I'll charge you 50 percent
And then I'll charge you for the rent
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
I'll feed you narcotics
Make sure you're erotic
And then I'll feed some to your pals
And soon I'll have a chain of gals
I'll wait outside your school
I'll seem so nice, I'll seem so cool
In my expensive car
I promise I'll make you a star
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
I'll get you a modeling contract
Just lie here on your back
And let perverts stick it in
And leer at you with sickly grins
My paedophile ring, it's the best
My customers they all attest
So come on perverts, come on down
I've got the best ring in the town
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
I keep it in the family
All my daughters work for me
6. SOHO BOY
Well, you've always got schoolbooks
You've always got toys
You never go hungry like
Some of the boys
But something is not quite right
It's not what it seems
Soho's best dressed boy
He doesn't feel clean
Father - no father, but
Uncles you've had
They all turned out nasty
They all turned out bad
They were all pimps
And they were all hoods
So Soho's best dressed boy
Doesn't feel good
They sent you away
To a school for the Toffs
Where you learned to speak proper
And you learned to speak posh
Your mother she cried
Your mother felt sad
So Soho's best dressed boy
He's feeling bad
Took you a long time to find out the truth
Your mother a whore all through your youth
Your mother she died
A long time ago
The ways of the world
Well, now you do know
You stand by her gravestone
You say it out loud
She was a prostitute
And you feel proud
13. SALVATION
And the band play for salvation
The Hackney army tune
And a cripple in a wheel chair
He plays the silver spoons
Well, Jesus is their saviour
They fight the good fight
The drummer who plays with them
He goes home and beats his wife
They're marching down to Soho
wake nocturnal types
And the sinners all around them
They try to show the light
Well, Jesus is their saviour
They fight the good fight
The drummer who plays with them
He goes home and beats his wife
Junkies are withdrawing
They're crouching down in pain
And Jesus ain't the saviour
Just a barrel when they see it again
Jesus ain't their saviour
They won't fight the good fight
They'll just throw away
They'll just throw away
They'll just throw away their lives
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18.12.2008 в 18:12MirrinMinttu у меня такие вещи редко вызывают депрессивный ступор -- вызывают, конечно, но по непредсказуемой схеме. Мне Мартин Жак кажется глубоко симпатичным человеком. Каким-то катастрофически неиспорченным )))))
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