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Requiem fo a jerk
Listen to the organ that I play for you
Since you got no choice, hear me trough
You look as if it, but you seem reserved
It's my requiem, for a jerk
I wrote it in the bath, on my breakfast tray
Cut my appetite for the day
I tried to raise a toast, ate the second verse
Buttered requiem, for mourmers,
But the tears don't come
Got what you deserve, the maximum
I'm getting sentimental, but it's too much work
What's a requiem, to a jerk
Well the Devil left a message, go try paradise
Hell's a lot too hot, not too nice
Try to take in God if you've got the nerve
Even I don't need, stupid jerks
Listen to the organ, that I play for you
Since you got no choice, hear me trough
You look as if you like it, in your wooden shirt
It's my requiem, for a jerk
I wrote it in the bath, on my breakfast tray
Cut my appetite, for the day
On your white washed face, blue steel prison wall
I'll write stupid jerk, that's
На всякий случай - на французском:
Requiem pour un con
Écoute les orgues
Elles jouent pour toi
Il est terrible cet air-là
J'espère que tu aimes
C'est assez beau non
C'est le requiem pour un con
Je l'ai composé spécialement pour toi
À ta mémoire de scélérat
C'est un joli thème,
Tu ne trouves pas, non
Semblable à toi-même
Pauvre con
Voici les orgues
Qui remettent ça
Faut qu't'apprennes par cœur cet air-là
Que tu n'aies pas même
Une hésitation
Sur le requiem pour un con
Quoi tu me regardes
Tu n'apprécies pas
Mais qu'est-ce qu'y a là-dedans
Qui t'plaît pas
Pour moi c'est idem
Que ça t'plaise ou non
J'te l'rejoue quand même
Pauvre con
Écoute les orgues
Elles jouent pour toi
Il est terrible cet air-là
J'espère que tu aimes
C'est assez beau non
C'est le requiem pour un con
Je l'ai composé spécialement pour toi
À ta mémoire de scélérat
Sur ta figure blême
Aux murs des prisons
J'inscrirai moi-même: "Pauvre con"
Requiem fo a jerk
Listen to the organ that I play for you
Since you got no choice, hear me trough
You look as if you like it, but you seem reserved
It's my requiem, for a jerk
I wrote it in the bath, on my breakfast tray
Cut my appetite for the day
I tried to raise a toast, ate the second verse
Buttered requiem, for a jerk,
It’s an afternoon for mourmers
But the tears don't come
Got what you deserve, the maximum
I'm getting sentimental, but it's too much work
What's a requiem, to a jerk
Well the Devil left a message, go try paradise
Hell's a lot too hot, not too nice
Try to take in God if you've got the nerve
Even I don't need, stupid jerks
Listen to the organ, that I play for you
Since you got no choice, hear me trough
You look as if you like it, in your wooden shirt
It's my requiem, for a jerk
I wrote it in the bath, on my breakfast tray
Cut my appetite, for the day
On your white washed face, blue steel prison wall
I'll write stupid jerk, that's all
nu ya zh dala link,tam mozhno skachat`
кстати, беру слова насчет песни обратно. суть добралась до мозгов и вьелась в подкорку. немного экспериментально, но отлично.
У меня ассоциации.. со свинцом почему-то.