Песня «Desperate Guy»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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• Doginabag

  The Fratellis

  

  Well you got it so good You live for the action Used to be a has been Now you got yourself some satisfaction A dog in a bag and a bone But you’re lost in the rain 21 million miles from home You got brand new shoes A healthy fixation Atomic heart And a two for one education You’re breaking my heart all the way With your dog in a bag I need your badness just to get through the day It’s a million o’clock, too hot to sleep A rotten taste in my mouth and my eyes are deep There’s nothing much really going on up here I’m holding on for dear life and one more beer I guess you could say it’s a sick little show A bottle of troubles and a bed full of woe It’s easy to see without looking too far You’d have to be a saint to be as sick as you are Half the world’s asleep The rest of them are dreaming God forbid if you forget to close the door as you’re leaving I hate to see you in a bind With your dog in a bag Sleeping next to your ridiculous mind With a dog in a bag Sleeping next to your ridiculous mind With a dog in a bag Sleeping next to your ridiculous mind

  
• Nobodys Favourite Actor

  The Fratellis

  

  This place was once a home, But now you're gone. Gone like the sun, You took away, It was coming so they say. This boy and his heavy heart, Were feeling small. Kicking around the leaves, It seems, We're so vacant after all. There's nothing more to say, Let me sleep these dreams away, We'll check out soon. Me and the Belle, She knows me so well, She don't want my soul, She's not in control. Oh, find me place, A discounted space, A hole in the ground, Nobody's favourite now. This night, This pretty light, With my best friends. Keeping the hounding dogs away, From my window night and day. This place was once a home But now it's still All of the stars are sleeping low On my broken windowsill Won't you let me be Just the old has-beens and me I'll check out soon Rolling in style Be gone for a while A million and one Has-beens in the sun Pretending to care Going nowhere Floating around Nobody's favourite now Well there's nothing more to say Let me sleep these dreams away And won't you let me be Just the old has-beens and me We'll check out soon Rolling in style Be gone for a while A million and one Has-beens in the sun Pretending to care Oh going nowhere Just floating around Nobody's favourite... now

  
• 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

  
• 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

  
• Action Replay

  The Fratellis

  

  Girl you have such tragic taste in men Your predilection For comedians Your great addiction Though they treat you well They bring you brief glimpses of hell What a bombshell Maybe all these fools are on the payroll In that case sleep well and let the good times roll But understand it’s just the simple slight of hand On the other hand One plus one makes three I guess that’s true to some degree But only if you squint the right way Oh, watch frame by frame on action replay Girl you work your magic now and then Without restriction First your rebirth then your crucifixion When you show your hand Your services are in demand Maybe all these fools are on the payroll In that case sleep well and let the good times roll But understand it’s just the simple slight of hand On the other hand One plus one makes three I guess that’s true to some degree But only if you squint the right way Oh, watch frame by frame on action replay You took a gorgeous risk Oh, I won’t deny the genius Of those words that you sometimes twist Got me round your little finger Such a disagreeable business Then you go all-out disco Side-winding out of the picture Gone instead, let’s have a drink It’s no ordinary date I’ve got nothing planned On the other hand One plus one makes three I guess that’s true to some degree Like four plus four makes nine Oh, it’s been proven every time But only if you squint the right way Oh, watch frame by frame on action replay