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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  • [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
  • "Until She Saves My Soul" Intro: C F Dm F Dm F Dm F Dm C Rip our medicine, cold as stone Take my money and just drag me home F Dm F Dm I'll be hers though she won't be mine F Dm F Dm She'll just rescue me for the thousandth time C Uncle Sweetheart and Aunt Marie told me I'd be rich but I won't be free 'til I F Dm F Dm Lose my pride and this twisted face F Dm F Dm She won't give no rest 'til she takes my place Bb F She don't need silver, she don't need gold C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't believe anything she's told C F She won't give in until she saves my soul C All this bliss just won't make me sweat They won't let me breathe 'cause I can't forget F Dm F Dm All those nights I danced with her two lead feet F Dm F Dm I was locked in chains, she was incomplete C And though I had brains I was last in line When they sent her sweet to my slow decline F Dm F Dm She had faith she was in no doubt F Dm F Dm That my heart would find me some new way out Bb F She don't need silver, she don't need gold C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't believe anything she's told C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't need silver, she don't need gold C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't believe anything she's told C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Solo: C F Dm F Dm F Dm F Dm F Dm F Dm F Dm F Dm C She was lost in my hall of fame I was always wrong but I'm not to blame F Dm F Dm I'm not neat, not I, I was bought and sold F Dm F Dm I was born to believe all these lies I was told C Judge me not cause it won't be long 'Til my cause is righteous and all but gone F Dm F Dm Get your kicks in while I am down F Dm F Dm You will cry your eyes out when I'm not around Bb F She don't need silver, don't need gold C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't believe anything she's told C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F Don't need silver, don't need gold C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't believe anything she's told Bb F C F Bb F C F Bb F She don't need silver, she don't need gold C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't believe anything she's told C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't need silver, she don't need gold C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F She don't believe anything she's told C F She won't give in until she saves my soul Bb F C F Bb F C F Bb F C F Bb F C F End: Bb F C
  • Well she said I know, but I just can’t tell Everything that you’ve just been saying Lucy was there as well in the dark When the kids in the band were playing No one can hear a word or tell What the girl was singing See, she must’ve been 16 or 18 I’m just past caring She was into the Stones when I was into the Roses She was breaking my bones when I was busting their noses She would tell me a secret I would lose it the next day You’re not pleased that you’re easy Makes you sick in a bad way And all the while the girls sang La la la la and she sang Kickings for my sweetheart Bruises that I just don’t miss And she said, I can’t love you any more than this Ah, she said, she said, no, no, no, no Oh then again, yes, why don’t you kill me I said when I’m messed up like this Sweetheart you know that don’t thrill me Said I would’ve been there for you if you’d just been a little bit nicer I was dead by Sunday half dead, scared just trying to please her She was getting me pills when I was into her best friend She was chasing the thrills And living down at the West End She was pretty in braces I lived under of her window She said, take me to London Tell me something I don’t know And all the while the girls sang La la la la and she sang Kickings for my sweetheart Bruises that I just don’t miss And she said, I can’t love you any more than this She was into the Stones when I was into the Roses She was breaking my bones when I was busting their noses She would tell me a secret I would lose it the next day You’re not pleased that you’re easy Makes you sick in a bad way And all the while the girls sang La, la, la, la, and she sang Kickings for my sweetheart Bruises that I just don’t miss And she said I don’t like you, you can’t stand me I can’t love you anymore than this
  • Oh I miss the womb Put me back and make it soon Where’s my bliss, what’s this sound Have you seen my solid ground All is nothing being everything Tell me why, tell me when Naked soup, tasteless bread Can I have your life instead I’m the singer, I’m the song Give it up, give it up Do me right and do me wrong Give it up, give it up Won’t you take me home please Make me feel something real Sing me from your window Let me be your side show Let me be the one to say I told you so I told you so Oh I spoke too soon All these answers make me swoon Where’s my fire, what’s this noise Is this even my own voice All is nothing though I don’t know why Please don’t let this pass me by Where’s my bliss, what’s this sound Have you seen my solid ground I’m the singer, I’m the song Give it up, give it up Do me right and do me wrong Give it up, give it up Won’t you take me home please Make me feel something real Sing me from your window Let me be your side show Let me be the one to say I told you so I told you so Baby you’re a bad man Everybody knows Better take what you can steal Before that hurricane blows You were there when Adam fell from bliss And no one knew your name Better leave now from the way you came Kneel down Make no sound Here comes your last time around Take that smile from off your lips Where you going time just slips
  • Jesus stole my baby Jesus stole my girl He took her away for an hour every sunday And cut all of her beautiful curls She was always easy seven days of the week Now she's a bore and I've seen it before She thinks it gives her some kind of mystique Said that she just want's to save me Said you cant go on the way that you are She chased all my friends, hurts my brain till it bends Hides my cigarettes and steals my guitar And it's a long time since she was mine, Pretending I am fine Another simple boy on the telephone line And though she is living here with me I'm aching to be free She takes it all so god damn seriously Well I've always been in love with her treasure But she might as well be locked up in chains When I ask she says no and I'm feeling so low I'm bursting from my feet to my brains Now if i could only talk to this Jesus I'd tell him just how lonely I've been I'd ask him to send home my baby again So she can see what kinda state I've been in Jesus stole my baby So maybe I should steal his She used to be mine Now she's so dull and divine May not be nice but thats the way that it is And I'm lost here among the clowns Jesus men in gowns All sandals and out of tune guitars And she talks in terrified tones Of skeleton bones Screaming through a mangled microphone And it's a long time since she was mine, Pretending I am fine Another simple boy on the telephone line And though she is living here with me I'm aching to be free She takes it all so god damn seriously