Песня «The Last Songbird»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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• Too Much Wine

  The Fratellis

  

  I'm trying to keep my brains from getting dry There's only way I know I'm gonna bolt shut the windows Barricade the doors Let all of my judgements go I'll take the meat from the table Talk straight while I'm able Untill I'm nothing less than a crime Until my heart stops beating I will drink myself too much wine Well I know I'm getting nowhere Creeping up the backstair Telling myself I'm in pain Even I don't believe me I'm threatening to leave me Till only my dumbness remains Well even schoolgirls deride me There's something dead inside me I'd give away my blood for a sign Until my ship comes in I'm gonna drink myself too much wine Too much wine, too much wine I'll be your best kind of friend I'll be submissive to the end of the line And when the clock strikes seven They can cut me down in my prime I'll be your last witchdoctor I'll be anything for too much wine I'm trying to keep my brains from getting dry There's only way I know I'm gonna bolt shut the windows Barricade the door Let all of my judgements go I'll take the meat from the table Talk straight while I'm able Untill I'm nothing less than a crime Until my heart stops beating I will drink myself too much wine Too much wine, too much wine Too much wine I'll be your best kind of friend I'll be submissive to the end of the line And when the clock strikes seven They can cut me down in my prime I'll be your last witchdoctor I'll be anything for too much wine Too much wine, too much wine I'll be your best kind of friend I'll be submissive to the end of the line And when the clock strikes seven They can cut me down in my prime I'll be your last witchdoctor too much wine I'll be anything for too much wine I'll be your last witchdoctor too much wine I'll be anything for too much wine I'll be your last witchdoctor too much wine I'll be anything for too much wine

  
• She's Not Gone Yet But She's Leaving

  The Fratellis

  

  Well she’s halfway over this hard on son She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving And she’s quite sure she’s not the only one She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving Well there’s a quiver up her backbone, dogs in the dust She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving And she’ll take what she needs and she’ll do what she must She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving There’s a raw bone whisper underneath the cover Louder than a dead man’s drum There’s a joke that they told her when she got much older When she knew just what she’d become Oh let me tell ya that she’s… One part evil, three-fifths blind She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving And she’s oh so delicate and still don’t mind She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving Well there’s a chance that she knows where the bodies are kept She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving And she still don’t remember the tears that she wept She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving There’s a raw bone whisper underneath the cover Louder than a dead man’s drum There’s a joke that they told her when she got much older When she knew just what she’d become Oh let me tell ya now… Well she’s all too generous with my time She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving And she knows that injustice is no real crime She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving And I will always remember the way that she crawled She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving When I throw up in the rain she pretends she’s appalled She’s not gone yet but she’s leaving There’s a raw bone whisper underneath the cover Louder than a dead man’s drum There’s a joke that they told her when she got much older When she knew just what she’d become

  
• Stacie Anne

  The Fratellis

  

  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

  
• Look Out Sunshine!

  The Fratellis

  

  Well look out Sunshine here they go You’ve got yesterday’s heroes in last nights clothes You’re a game old boy judging by the way you walk Well there’s no use telling me to leave I’ve seen a half a dozen ghosts but I don’t believe I’m a cynical cunt and I’m much too lazy to change And tell my friends I’ll be around Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere With a girl I dreamed oh yeah And sing that old song how does it go? Look oyt Sunshine here’s the punch line No one gets you any more Well look out Sunshine here they come But they only play for money you better not run It’s the sell out show that no one wants to go to, yeah Well there’s non so blind as them that don’t agree They steal the money from you’re pockets almost viciously You’re a sane old boy and you’re much to crazy to change And tell my friends I’ll be around Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere With a girl I dreamed oh yeah And sing that old song how does it go? Look oyt Sunshine here’s the punch line No one gets you any more And what do you mean you were born to love this scene And they would string you up gladly If they knew just how lazy you’d been Tell my friends I’ll be around??? And tell my friends I’ll be around Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere With a girl I dreamed oh yeah And sing that old song how does it go? Look oyt Sunshine here’s the punch line No one gets you any, no one needs you any No one geys you any more

  
• Henrietta

  The Fratellis

  

  Henrietta we got no flowers for you Just these three miserable c**ts Sitting on the back seat banging on the off beat We know you love us and you probably do Although you’re husband may cut us He’s such an animal though everything is possible Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out It’s hard to miss you when you follow us about Buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola We’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy You can come live with us among the has beens and the addicts These are crazy times down at Costello music You can answer the phone and talk nice anyway you choose it, come on Dear Henrietta we’re just three lonely boys Though the girls love us we’re so Into you incredibly we’d love to see you terribly We’d love to hate you but we don’t have no choice Come be our wa ha ha ha Honey, honey three four one time once more Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out It’s hard to miss you when you follow us about Buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola We’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy You can come live with us among the has beens and the addicts These are crazy times down at Costello music You can answer the phone and talk nice anyway you choose it, come on Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy You can come live with us among the has beens and the addicts These are crazy times down at Costello music You can answer the phone and talk nice anyway you choose it, come on