Loudon Wainwright III все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Here's a song
For someone else to sing
With a universal
And generic ring

It's all about the same old stuff
That you like and can't get enough of
How's about a minor chord right here

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А теперь послушай, милый,
что скажу,
Как меня ты ранил словом
"Ухожу",
У меня не стало сил,
Просто сердце мне разбил,

Well I wake up in the morning
And I can't get out of bed
You're lying in there with me
We stay put instead
I grind the beans, squeeze the juice
And butter up the toast
That takes about an hour
Ninety minutes at the most

For twenty odd years I have strummed on guitars
Five thousand lost flat picks, four fingertip scars
I must have broken a million g strings
Picking and strumming, and playing these things
Banging and tunin', and playing these things.

And it's been sixteen years now that I've written songs
Over a hundred and still growing strong

I wish I was in Carrickfergus, only for nights, nights in Ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean, the deepest ocean for my love to find
But the sea is wide and I can’t swim over and neither have I wings to fly
If I could find me a handsome boatman to ferry me over, over to my love and die

My childhood days bring back sad reflections of happy times spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations have all passed on now like the melting snow
But I’ll spend my days in endless roaming, soft is the grass, my bed is free

I wish I was in Carrickfergus,
Only for nights in Ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
The deepest ocean for my love to find
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
And neither have I wings to fly
If I could find me a handsome boatman
To ferry me over to my love and die

Well it stumbles and it falls off of almost every tongue
Give a listen and you'll hear
It's workin like a landmine in almost every sentence
It's an assault to my mind's ear

Yeah it might have started back with Jack Kerouac
Probably more than likely it was Maynard G. Krebs
It's the four letter word that used to mean 'as if'

We don't believe in ?You know who?
But we don't let the kids know it
We're parents, who are grown ups
There's a line we have to toe it

But we're part of a conspiracy
About this bearded big fat guy
Who isn't real, who never lived

Everything she sees
she says she wants.
Everything she wants
I see she gets.

That's my daughter in the water
everything she owns I bought her
Everything she owns.

Loudon:

You'll never change, neither will I,
we'lll stay the same till the days that we die.
I'll never win, neither will you,
so what in this world are we gonna do.
People hate change, they make a fuss,
they stay the same, people like us.

Crossin' the highway late last night
He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed and there you are!

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road

I've slumped in your chair
Tossed and turned in your bed
Lurked in your lair
I have lived in your head
Where others were closer
No one is nearer
As I glimpse you in me
In the hallway mirror

Хорошо, еду я в этой машине.
С женщиной, с которой я иногда встречаюсь.
И тут я замечаю как она
смотрит в окно на других женщин:
"Как она выглядит! У неё красивые волосы,
какая она миленькая, стройная и симпатичная."
Я сказал: "Крошка, в чём твои проблемы?"
"Ты же знаешь, что означает

I wish I was a Lesbian and not a hetero,
I wouldn't have to mess with men and all their come and go
and all that awful facial hair and yucky machismo!
Ooooh I wish I was a lesbian and not a hetero.
I wish I was a lesbian and that I wasn't straight,
I would sleep with women only, man it would be great!
I could throw away my diaphragm I wouldn't wanna mate!
Ooooh I wish I was a lesbian and that I wasn't straight, hey!

Well it's been a long time, glad to see your face
I knew we'd meet again another time, another place
Can't believe it's been so many years
We better grab a chair and a couple of beers
You're lookin' good in your three piece suit
You know I always knew you'd take the business route
You were always the one who followed the light and
You look like you're doing alright

You sit at a desk and you squirm in a chair
You stretch out on a couch, you could fall asleep there
But you lie in your bed and you try not to think
You put on your bathrobe and you stand at the sink
And then you look into the mirror and you unplug the phone
You re-read the letter, you're living alone.

You clear out a closet and you listen to a clock

The OGM on our machine
Began with we're not here now
But you went and changed the "we" to "no one"
Do you mean us or me?
Your new outgoing voice
Sounds bright and brave and very clear now
In those seconds you recorded it
I guess that you felt free

The sad thing is I'm so damn happy
Who'd blame her if she were to slap me
The sun should not shine when there's rain
I should be in a lot more pain
At least I should feel slightly crappy
But the sad thing is I'm so damn happy

And the worst thing is it's so much better

Drunk men stagger, drunk men fall
Drunk men swear and that's not all
Quite often they will urinate outdoors
Like widowed women, drunk men weep
Like children curled up, drunk men sleep
Like a dog, a drunk will crawl around on all fours
Be he broke bum or rich rake
His dinner be it bread or cake

There are pictures on the piano,
Pictures of the family,
Mostly my kids but there's an old
Picture of you and me.
You were five and I was six
In 1952
That was forty years ago
How could it be true?

This summer I went swimming
This summer I might have drowned
But I held my breath and I kicked my feet and I moved my arms around
I moved my arms around

This summer I swam in the ocean
And I swam in a swimming pool
Salt my wounds, chlorined my eyes

There was a little ship
And she sailed on the sea
And the name of the ship was the Turkish Revelry
She sailed down in that lonely lonesome water
She sailed on the lonesome sea

Up stepped a little sailor
Saying what will you give to me