Nomeansno - Beat On the Brat текст песни

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Of course I think about it
I think about it all the time
Things cross your mindyou can t help it
What you saidwhat I said
What you didwhat I did
But it s all in the past nowwhat s the difference
You can t change it
I will never be the same I will never change
It will be a long time
When I think about it nowI know you were right
There were too many secrets to keep
Too many obstacles to overcome
And all that talk just made me tired
When I think about it now
When I think about you
I know you were right
You will never be the same you will never change
It will be a long time
I like the graveyard shift
It s quietI can read all night
I don t mind wearing a uniform
I don t mind walking in the dark
You make your roundsyou check all the locks
And when the sun riseswhen everyone is getting up
You punch out and go home
It will never be the same it will never change
It will be a long time
Sunken wrecks rise from the
Sand silent ships on dry land
While waves are crashing overhead
We cultivate our tulip beds
Hard work and honesty
The lowland is the place to be
We re under the sea
We re under the sea
Sail onlook for me I m floating
Under the sea
Comradeare we still alive?
Yesthe righteous will abide
Comrademust we stand alone?
Does cold rain fall on hard stone?
Beneath the flood no one survives
Build a wall and stay alive hard work and honesty
The lowland is the place to be
We re under the sea we re under the sea
Sail onlook for me I m floating
Under the sea
Comradedo you hear the sound
Of water dripping on wet ground?
Comradeare those tears I see
Like stars above the Zuider Zee?
Like rain upon a dark sea wall
Will those tear drops ever fall?
Hard work and honesty
The lowland is the place to be
We re under the sea we re under the sea
Sail onlook for me I m floating
Comraded you hear that? it s water it s rushing water
In our townmurdershappen everyday
When the temperaturerises they open the hydrantsand let the children play
In our townfridayis payroll day
The taverns openthe sun goes downthe neon signs make a grand display
In our townmurdershappen everyday
There are whores walking the streets
They ain t pretty and they ain t cheap
We ve got cops walking the beat
Stopping all the strangers they meet
Tn our townmartyrshang from the gallows pole
Newsboys cry on every cornersome high and mightyhas been brought low
In our townfriendsgather on the boulevard
The merchants are fat and happythe beggar s life is hard
In our townmartyrshang in the gallows yard
There are gunsguns - banging on the door of flesh
There are gunsguns - the fire and smoke scratch my breath
There are gunsguns - and empty eyes staring up in death
There are gunsguns - banging on the door of flesh in our town
Muezzinscall form the minarets
Monks bow before their beggar bowls
While christians smoke their cigarettes
In our townprophetswarn of a judgement day
Young girls hang out of sillsa flowery frame for their charms display
In our townthe riversmells of oil and shit
A hundred cranes stand in the harbourloading a hundred ships
In our town a thousand tongues speak from a thousand lips
We ve got whores walking the streets
Stopping all the strangers they meet
We ve got cops walking the beat
They ain t pretty and they ain t cheap
In our townthe skylineis like a mountain range
The streets are wind swept canyonsthe central park is a grassy plain
In our townthe saintssmile down on festival days
In tropical plumagethe black girls dance for the king of the big parade
In our townthe bossescurse the working man
Husbands curse their wivesand then they raise their hands
[Refrains]
In our town the sirens answer to 911
Another soul is flying free from another mother s son
In our townthe bodiesare cremated by the riverside
Up to the morning sun they rise
The flamesthe smokethe widow s cries
A stain of ashessoot and sparks upon the dawningrosy light
In our townthe skylinelooks down upon the riverside
Thumb it on the plunger and press it to your inner thigh
A spot of blooda strand of hair beneath the bathroom light
I want to kiss it and make it feel better
I want to trace in it the twenty fourth letter
But I m sick of it already I m just a little too high
We ll walk a block and stand in line and watch the flashing lights
The bouncer is a friend of minehe ll get us in all right
But when we kissplease don t look me in the eye
When our tongues are twistedjust close them tight
Don t you prefer a bitter taste to a bitter sight?
I do
I m just a little too high
Lizard brains and mucus stains and greasy little dove s thighs
Broken wings for eyebrows over glaringmulti-coloured eyes
A clearly traced rib-cage beneath your underarms
Yours finger spread like starfish
It won t do you no harm - so why do you cry?
You re just a little too high
Juvenile delinquents are screaming on the streetblack cars and white cars meet
Like cats and sharks and laughing voices peak above the fumes and the rumble
Shots ring out from down the streetskirts ride clear of thighshair tumbles
Anger and vomit collide with a right cross
You look a little sickyou look a little lost
You say you can see frost on my breath through my phoneyfrozen smile
Excuse me?
You re just a little too
Tangled intravenous tubesthe smell of alcohol and glue
A dildo candle in a skullyou know the routine very well
Your lower back is arched and stiff under my claws
And like a crocodile child I nestle in your jaws
A friend s spacejust beds in a place
Is that a nipple? is that a cock?
Surely something sensuous has trickled over us
Like streams of come on porcelainlike cold rain on a rock
We are multi-coloured candiessweet and hard
Or the saltyjagged edges of crystal quartz
And as you roll over the covers
From one mouth to another
I almost miss youI almost say goodbye
But I m a little too high
You will not follow me
Hellogoodbye
Take the first turn and head straight south
A corridor of trees will lead you past a public park
Row houses of brickempty onto a vacant lot
Turn leftturn rightand look for the neon sign
There you arethere you are
Wait a minuteI seeI see
Hellogoodbye
You three bring in the boxes while we move these chairs
A place to bea place to reada work of fiction or history
To the east we ll hang the doorsolid oak
To the west bay s letting in the light
A place to bea place to reada place to spend the night
you stand over there and I ll stay here
Now I seenow I see
Hellogoodbye
You will not follow me
A prophet without disciples
A teacher without students
A shepherd without sheep
Wait a minuteI seeI see
You threefollow meyes you threefollow me
Follow me
You will not follow me
The blood of the oxen must not be spilt upon the altar
And the smoke must be of white ashcypress and fragrant cedar
While the leaves of the yew tree will smother the brazen flames
You hand me up the cup and I ll read the book
And then together we ll all sing
What shall we sing? what shall we sing?
You will not follow me
I had to callI know it s late
I had to talkI had to hear you
Say somethingsay anything
The line is silent but I feel your breath
That silence - it s deathit s death
It s killing me
There is so much that I regret
I can t exist like this
I need forgiveness
Play along nowkeep him on now
Across the boundaries of time and space
We will hunt him with our deadly trace
I was sitting home on my own
I just thought I would phone
Just thought I would phoneyeah
I got your number and I know where you live
I don t wanna hurt youI just want to give
My heart my heartdo you hear itI ll rip it out
I still hear those cries and those tears
That look in your eyes
I just wanna apologize
I m sorrygodI m sorry
All that I ve done all my mistakes
I can t live with my disgraceI m damned
Play along nowsing a song now
With the aid of our technology
We will suck him down eventually
I was sitting home on my own I
Just thought I would phone
Just thought I would phoneyeah
Listen to the bellslisten to the bells
I am a crabI live in a shell
You call this livingI call it
Hell! I m living in hell
I see your picture on the bedroom door
That s all I have to hang onto
Anymore
That s all I ve got that s just one voiceit s loud and it s clear
The day of judgementit s here
Play along nowsing along now
I was sitting home on my own
I just thought I would phone
Just thought I would phoneyeah
Fog and night after a thirsty day
It was a hot sun beating on an empty plateyou know
That damn dog s barking at the hissing cars
I hear whispers from afar
What was that? what did you say? does what really matter anyway?
Dark eyes staring at the wall
Mascara crumbling beneath the fall of eyelids drooping down
Answer me! what did you say? why do you have to be this way?
What way is thatwas her reply
She smiled and raised her big brown eyes
She saidi don t give a damn what you do
And I really don t care what happens to you
You can whistle in the dark if you remember the tune
And recite your litany of gloom and doom
But there is one thing you can do for me...
She shifted her ass and spread her knees
She said I don t give a damn what you
Do just pour me a glass of that bitch s brew
No, I really don t care what happens to you do
I want a long cold glass of that bitch s brew
The rain is coming down in sheets
Windshield s trickling jagged streaks
It s a scripture written on tinted glass
Hissing like a snake in the grass
Something hard lies on the seat
My lips move but I don t speak
My eyes are glued to that blinking sign
And I just sit therebiding my time
Cheap rooms it says open all the time
Handcuffs ring a tightened fist
Lipstick smears a bloodied lip
What s mine is minethat s what
I know to have and holdto keep control
That s all I know
That s all I know and I don t really care what happens next
This has nothing to do with sex
I just need something to see me through
Something to keep me from coming unglued
I don t know what I ll dowait... I know what I ll do
I know what I ll do I ll pop the cork on that bitch s brew
I ll take a long stiff pull on that bitch s brew
I don t want no more I don t want no more
The bartender dragged me across the floor
Don t worrymanthat guy is long gone
Maybe you shouldn t called him a fucking moron
You shouldn t start things you can t see through
Wowthat guy sure made a mess of you
Now I lay me down to sleep and pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wakeyou ll know I had a belly ache
Shut upmanshut upmanyou re brain is fried
Now don t stare at me with that look in your eyes
What s mine is mine what s mine is mine
Said the frog to the snake as he crawled from the slime
My brain is finemy brainmy brainmy brain is fine
How s that for a goddamned coupled rhyme
Look manwhy don t you just get on this stool
You ain t no poetyou re just a fucking fool
I don t know what I ll do I don t know what I ll do
Try doing what s right
Seek serenity in a world of delights
Till boomboomboomout go the lights
Till boomboomboomout go the lights
Yeathat s going to help me to see me through
Like that s going to keep me from coming unglued
Look manI really don t give a fuck what you do
And I don t really care what happens to you
But there s maybe one little thing that I can do
I ll pour you a shot of that bitch s brew
Yeaone quick belt of that bitch s brew
Then you ve have to leavewe re closing
You know what they say
You don t have to go home
But you can t stay here
Beat on the brat beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
oh yeah oh yeahoh yeah
Beat on the brat beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah oh yeahoh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeahoh yeah what can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you do? what can you do? what can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back what can you use?
Use beat on the brat beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah oh yeahoh yeah
Beat on the brat beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah oh yeahoh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeahoh yeah what can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back what can you do?
What can you do? what can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back what can you use?

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