Песня «Strangers in the Street»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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• Milk & Money

  The Fratellis

  

  Tell me where you've been to point me to the door I've seen you around but I really can't be sure And all the hatchet men are busy climbing up the wall Banging on the window tearing down the hall And the last chance girl in a first dance swirl Leans her head down on the wooden floor Won't be dancing anymore And where do they go when the thrills have gone? And the last song plays down at babylon Five hundred kids shout what's the deal? It's a very confusing way to feel The radion is silent except for wicked bands Sounding like the last one always in demand And now the city is off limits to everyone in blue Nothings getting in there no one's getting through And it's no surprise when the last light dies And the girl upon the wooden floor Won't be dancing anymore And where do they go when the thrills have gone? And the last song plays down at babylon Five hundred kids shout what's the deal? It's a very confusing way to feel

  
• Oh Roxy

  The Fratellis

  

  OTM Well, I play where the roses grow I miss how your affection was all I’d ever know Every day like a life well dreamed You were there in pieces, I saw you could be redeemed Darling, it’s no use playing this role It can break your heart, it can split your soul Playing this game makes you hard and cold Let me take these chains and this blindfold Roxy, please don’t go Roxy, please don’t go I swear I’m not here to make you sigh I know the sun leaves you cold and the moon makes you cry When nothing is everything everything is all right I know I’m the one to turn your black white Darling, it’s a crime how you keep yourself safe How you’ve turned this sweet life into your grave Give me just a sign that your heart still beats That you walked your last down these dead end streets Roxy, please don’t go Roxy, please don’t go Darling, it’s no use playing this role It can break your heart it can split your soul Playing this game makes you hard and cold Let me take these chains and this blindfold Roxy, please don’t go Roxy, please don’t go Roxy, please don’t go Roxy, please don’t go

  
• 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

  
• Cigarello

  The Fratellis

  

  Filthy rag dolls in the bed I cant listen to what they said Don't get silly don't get so sick get some trousers and get some quick All the wasters they come in threes honey that's no excuse to tease Is this your house do you live here your not as sick as you appear In the day though your dumb in a way And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window Can we watch movies on your TV don't have to get dressed just for me We could stay home and get drunk quick I could wear your dress and your lipstick Or we could go out and steal a car both get loaded and drive real far Is this your house do you live here your not as sick as you appear In the day……… And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window

  
• Six Days in June

  The Fratellis

  

  Well I get down so I can get up And I break down so I can break up I was thinking about thinking about thinking And went and made my head swim And if I walked with you awhile you would make it worth my while And proceeded to tear me limb from limb The bet was made I kneeled and prayed And went off like a shotgun You said I reminded you of a ghost But how do you know I’m not one You told me if I kissed you it’d be easier in the long run You said you’d give me a reason but you know I’ve already got one I slow down so I can speed up (yes he does, yes he does, oh he does) And I wind down so I can wind up (yes he does, yes he does, oh he does) I was thinking about thinking about thinking But it only made my brain freeze And if I walked with you awhile you would make it worth my while How did you know I love tricks like these The bet was made I kneeled and prayed And went off like a shotgun You said I reminded you of a ghost But how do you know I’m not one You told me if I kissed you it would be easier in the long run You said you’d give me a reason but you know I’ve already got one And if I could paint you a picture it’d be nothing less than tragic I would trade a lifetime for a moment now of magic I would kick the bucket if it didn’t sound so drastic But my feet are made of tombstones and my dreams are made of plastic (oh yeah, oh yeah) I was way out of tune (oh yeah, oh yeah) Just a joke, a cartoon (oh yeah, oh yeah) Oh I did not swoon (oh yeah, oh yeah) For six days in June (oh yeah, oh yeah) I was getting down low (oh yeah, oh yeah) Baby blow by blow (oh yeah, oh yeah) A trainwreck honeymoon (oh yeah, oh yeah) For six days in June (oh yeah, oh yeah) (oh yeah, oh yeah) (oh yeah, oh yeah) (oh yeah, oh yeah)