Песня «Whisky Saga»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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Well here lie the remains Of every girl I’ve loved The princesses of heaven and hell Who thought they knew me well There goes my wishbone Here comes my crooked friend Screaming at you I was dead True right down to the end I was in a fury With a judge and with a jury You could tell I was a wicked man Well there was no one on the wall But the stupid and the small But they always do the best they can Well here lies Mother Brown She always looked so young I was never too easy to please Always on my knees Well there goes my last hope Here comes my bullet train Shooting the hole in my head On the wrong right side of my brain I was getting ready I was shaking I was steady I was pleading to be left alive Well I was digging for the gold Just waiting to be told That my cheating heart would survive I was in a fury With a judge and with a jury You could tell I was a wicked man Well there was no one on the wall But the stupid and the small But they always do the best they can Well here lie the remains of Celine and Lady Death A romance stringed up in a hole Another uneven soul There goes my last wish Here comes my audience Pitchforks pointing my way And it’s no coincidence I was in a bind Of the body and the mind And my mother was the last to know When I told her I was rotten I was better off forgotten And she never even said no, no, no, no, no I was never thick But the thought it wouldn’t click So I never had the best excuse You couldn’t say that I was best So they put me to the test With a never ending soul abuse I was in a fury With a judge and with a jury You could tell I was a wicked man Well there was no one on the wall But the stupid and the small But they always do the best they can I was getting ready I was shaking I was steady I was pleading to be left alive Well I was digging for the gold Just waiting to be told That my cheating heart would survive

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  • That everything I ever got I give to you Is this a bam up? Oh cause this is sick you know You know I’ll break your fingers then I’ll break your toes Y’know my dealer takes me everywhere he goes He got a pure white tan Yes he’s my every man Don’t make me sink my teeth into your bloody nose I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh Oh oh oh He said you’ve been stealing my best moves now for days I could’ve killed you in so many different ways But you’re so funny and I kinda like your band I hate these cunts from London they don’t try enough They think they’re mental cause they’ve tried harder stuff But they’re just rich kids yes, all in a fuckin mess I tried to kiss her but she’s lookin pretty rough I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh my dearest won't you let us Be my nearest don’t forget us Lye, la, la, lye Ella said you’d gladly give us Everything but wont forgive us Lye, la, la, lye La, la, lye La, la, lye I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh There on the backseat I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat
  • Well I never thought of myself as a subtle kind of man I dreamed I was alive one time before the world began And every time I walk the street my troubles drag my heels I could not pretend that I wasn’t lost in how it feels I’m gonna be your Elvis I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I was dead long before I was born, my mother did proclaim Send him back to Jesus, tell him I was not to blame Well well well tell me how can I refuse When every angel left in heaven bet that I would lose The sound of frozen bells and horns was all that I could hear And every word that I ignored was ringing in my ear I could not pretend that I was even half amused When all they ever told me left me shaken and confused I’m gonna be your Elvis I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I’m gonna be the man you could not dream Well I shaked out right on down the road til no one knew my name The future came and went so fast I almost bet the same I slept a guilty sleep for seven years I was a ghost Of everyone I ever loved I loved myself the most When everyone was breaking up I was breaking down I kept myself amused in high heeled shoes and sequin gowns Those voices on the radio, they all just made me numb So I covered up my ears with bandages and bubble gum And I boarded up the windows and I denied that I was me I sold my brains for science and my soul for security Now I’m a walking shadow of the fool I used to be I heard they held my funeral and there was no one there but me I’m gonna be your Elvis I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I’m gonna be your terrorist I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I’m gonna be the man you could not dream The man you could not dream The man you could not dream The man you could not dream The man you could not dream
  • Darlin', your eyes are heavy with frustration It makes me wonder If I’m the one you’ve waited for Baby, though I’m shy by reputation Ask all your fans, I’m a sensation Try me once, you’ll beg for more Yes sir, I can boogie But I need a certain song I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long Yes sir, I can boogie If you stay, you can’t go wrong I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long Oh sweetheart, I don’t feel very much like talking Put down your drink, hitch up that stocking Come here and put me in a trance Oh darlin', I already told you, pay attention I’m no disciple of pretention But I might just give you one more chance Yes sir, I can boogie But I need a certain song I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long Yes sir, I can boogie If you stay, you can’t go wrong I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long Yes sir, I can boogie But I need a certain song I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long Yes sir, I can boogie If you stay, you can’t go wrong I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long Yes sir, I can boogie I need a certain song I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long Yes sir, I can boogie If you stay, you can’t go wrong I can boogie, boogie woogie all night long
  • [Verse 1] Well, just because she feeds me well And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel It doesn't mean she's got eyes for me She might just want my bones, you see And hey flathead, don't you get mean She's the second best killer that I ever have seen They don't come much more sick than you I could go on if you want me to It's just so wrong, so very nice And I told you once and you killed me twice I saw you one time at the back of the club Chewing on glass and a ticket stub [Pre-Chorus] I heard they kicked the boy 'til he bled Then stood and said "oh my god", 'til she said [Chorus] Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da [Verse 2] Well, everybody knows you're the one to call When the girls get ugly 'round the back of the wall And Josephine says you got a bleeding nose Taking it with her or wherever she goes And hey flathead, don't check me in Well, hers is a tonic and mine is a gin They don't come much more slick than you I'd drive your car if you ask me to [Pre-Chorus] Said the boy's not right in the head And you stood and got a kicking instead, 'til she said [Chorus] Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da [Interlude] Ba, da-da-da-da [Harmonizing Bridge] Aa-aa-aa-ah Aa-aa-aa-ah Aa-aa-aa-ah Aa-aa-aa-ah [Pre-Chorus] And she said the boy's not right in the head And you stood and said "oh my god", 'til she said [Chorus] Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da Ba-da dop, da, da, da, da, da
  • Mistress Mabel seriously wrong Clears my table badly then she’s gone Takes a liberty if you let her Yes she’s bold but she should know better Oh dear Mabel please don’t put me on Mistress Mabel all the kids agree You’re unstable curious and free Wind them down and then keep them kickin Sunken eyed and all panic stricken Oh dear mabel it still worries me Hem line rat bag so they told her Last nights name tag across her shoulder And tell me where all the days have gone When you robbed my cradle tell me Mabel Where’d you go when you can’t go on With this filthy fable tell me Mabel Mistress Mabel won’t you marry me? I’m unable to take it seriously I’ll be good and you’ll be a minute I wish you would or I’ll drop you in it Oh dear Mabel won’t you marry me? Hem line rat bag so they told her Last nights name tag across her shoulder, And tell me where all the days have gone When you robbed my cradle tell me Mabel Where’d you go when you can’t go on With this filthy fable tell me Mabel Tell me Mabel tell me Mabel