Песня «Milk & Money»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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• Shotgun Shoes

  The Fratellis

  

  I need a pimp hat, shotgun shoes Half a decent mistress and a bed Well I need a pimp hat, shotgun shoes Half a decent mistress and a bed Don’t need no telepathic power No I don’t need no razors in my head She said you know I’m gonna leave here But you know I know I don’t know when She said you know, you know I know I’m leaving But I really just don’t know when Well I’ll leave my message on the ceiling Don’t give my regards to all them friends Well I don’t need you or your psychosis I can get to crazy by myself I don’t need your pointless, dull neurosis Your pathologic tumble into hell You can’t disappoint me anymore Than you know you already done so well Well I’ve been cold cocked torn to shreds Rolled into a mattress for your hunchback Well I’ve been cold cocked torn to shreds Rolled into a mattress for your irrelevant hunchback Well I’ve been to every pick up junction I swear on this day I won’t go back Well I’ve never claimed that I was honest But you can lie like Hitler with a conscience Well I’ve never said that I was honest But you can lie like Hitler with a conscience Well you must be dumb beyond belief If you believe that you can answer all my little questions Well I could swear you stole my answers I saw you dripping blood outside my kitchen Well I could swear you stole my answers I saw you dripping blood outside my kitchen Well you were more than obviously guilty But me, I never had the balls to mention Well you couldn’t love me righteous if you tried Ah, but you can love me evil You know you couldn’t love me righteous if you tried But you can love me evil But you’ll never make me nervous like she did And you’ll never take my cradle Well in the year of the bitch you tore the tail off a witch While I was sleeping In the year of the bitch you tore the tail off a witch While I was sleeping There was no parent to mind Could hardly understand the company you were keeping There’ll be no snowfall in hell But then you know that so well You go there often There’ll be no snowfall in hell But then you know that so well You go there often, don’t ya? You tied the devil to a chair And you promised to bear all of his children Oh my, my

  
• Stand up Tragedy

  The Fratellis

  

  Pardon me sugar I’m the man underneath your palm Well I won’t take your balance and I won’t chew your bubblegum White heat, indiscreet, any day now obsolete Know you’ve seen your best days I will still walk down your empty street Well you look like salvation but you taste like a refugee You say you’ve got no soul but you look like you do to me If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy Well I’ve been pushing up daisies just to catch a glimpse of something real When I see you coming I might just as well give up a meal Well if you saw me broken won’t you put me out my misery Well I don’t do handsome and you don’t do sympathy If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy Wrong from the get go Let it slide Tell me what they don’t know Sing them praises far and wide Give those speeches Ring them bells Mama don’t know what she preaches But she sure looks dignified Well she sure looks dignified Well she sure looks dignified If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy Take my only guarantee I could be your slave if you’d only beg for me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your Stand up Sit down Lie back Turn round Play dead For me Stand up tragedy

  
• Dogtown

  The Fratellis

  

  There’s a snakeskin bedroom Bang in the middle Of a funny little place called Hell, oh well Everybody there’s got trouble by the dozen It’s a lonely little place to dwell Hope I don’t make the trip through the floor You told me once «I want it but you wanted it more» I know kung fu you know nothing But together we can make it real, good deal Kicking our own way out of every prison With my brains and your high heels Love your myth coupled with your vast ocean Take my eyes as the prize for your devotion Oh take me to El Ray I got this real need to pray Come find me where the vampires All keep their heads on display I’m a new man living in a old skin I’ve been dead to you ever since Berlin Oh teacher I’m restless just say the word And I’ll be blameless Make me a saint I’ll be the voice of restraint I’ll take their bullwhips and stones Without a hint of complaint I met God in Dogtown Isn’t it a funny thing to know you’ve died? Dove’s cried Angels wept just as if I was a brother And sang the blues for my bride I’ve been keeping time in a skeleton soul band Don’t it make your heart just bleed? Indeed Keeping my nose clean hoping I can crash land Back where I’ve got mouths to feed I’ll be home once I’ve paid for my confusion You’ll see me in the fires Of your own disillusion

  
• Me and the Devil

  The Fratellis

  

  She said, "I know that there will come a time When I get nothing from the blood and the wine" I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine You'll find me a silver chain They'll deny me and whisper my name I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'll carry myself half way blind Through each and every doorway I can find I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna lose my lonely mind for you Well there's an answer if only I knew It'll carry my heart home to you I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm digging the dirt for a sign And pray to let my little light shine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you Tell one last beautiful lie for me Make all your promises rhyme for me Keep me in line but do it honestly Make it real, make it slow, stay alive for me Come on, babe where the line goes dead I'll be fire, I'll be rain, I'll be joy, I'll be dread Come on, baby don't be shy All I want is you and I Out on the street I'll be every face There'll be no man alive That can take my place Give it up, let it go The sooner you do the sooner I'll go I'm digging the dirt for a sign And I'll pray to let my little light shine And set my heart on the line I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you I'm going to lose my lonely mind I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you

  
• I Guess… I Suppose...

  The Fratellis

  

  Well I hide like sunshine, see how I climb Howl like a devil til it’s safe enough for me to come home I’ll come home I’ll be there with bells on waiting for relief And I know I can get there, feel everywhere E equals mc squared til it’s safe to come home I’ll come home I’ll be there when you make it worth my while Imagine the scene Us lost in between The north and the south East and west of the strange and obscene I pick you a rose And everything slows I fall to my knees in a squeeze Oh I guess I suppose Ha ha take your sister to the river Don’t forget to give her best wishes from me This life is a complicated business Can I get a witness to my own history Well I feel like nothing, everybody bluffing Sleep til my bones unwind and I’ll dare to come home I’ll come home I’ll be there with my dress hitched up, no joke Imagine the scene Us lost in between The north and the south East and west of the strange and obscene I pick you a rose And everything slows I fall to my knees in a squeeze Oh I guess I suppose Ha ha take your sister to the river Don’t forget to give her best wishes from me This life is a complicated business Can I get a witness to my own history Slow days are too much for me to handle Burning out the candle is the perfect reply Your face has the makings of a scandal From a viper to a vandal wave your troubles goodbye Ha ha take a stroll out of the city Why does only pretty rhyme with city, what a pity Come down from your high horse Mary I don’t mean to be contrary but when was the last time You saw your reflection in the water Don’t you think you ought to check your eyesight sometime You’ll see a reprieve and a repose How long God only knows I guess I suppose Ha ha Ha ha