Lunachicks — Born 2b Mild tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Born 2b Mild", wykonawca: Lunachicks.
Tekst piosenki
Oh Jesus loves you
Get on your knees and pray
You’ll die and go to heaven
But here in hell we’ll stay
Our Bible is our music, and the guitar is our Lord
Vicious licks and broken picks
We are the evil horde
The bleeding heart of Jesus
Is hanging on our souls
Lightning strikes for wretched sin
And death and rock and roll
Don’t wanna be like anyone
We stand out in the crowd
Drinkin, smokin, hanging out
We like our music loud
We were made to be bad
And it might make you mad
We’re so wild
You’re Born 2 B Mild
Denim jeans and sticky dreams
Just a rock & roll machine
Hanging out with all our friends
We make the people scream!
Don’t want your god, we have our own
Don’t wanna be just another clone
You have your happy family
Joseph, Jesus and Mary
We prefer a wall of noise
And foxy long haired boys
If you die before you wake
You pray the lord your soul to take
Don’t you see it’s all so fake
Too bad for you to have that fate
We were made to be bad
And it might make you mad
We’re so wild
You’re Born 2 B Mild
Preachin on the subways
For all the world to hear
'cause were to ones you fear
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Oh Jesus loves you
Na kolana i módl się.
Umrzesz i pójdziesz do nieba.
But here in hell we ' ll stay
Nasza Biblia jest naszą muzyką, a gitara jest naszym Panem
Vicious licks and broken Kills
We are The evil horde
Krwawiące serce Jezusa
Is hanging on our souls
Piorun uderza za nieszczęsny grzech
And death and rock and roll
Don ' t wanna be like anyone
Wyróżniamy się w tłumie
Drinkin, smokin, hanging out
We like our music loud
We were made to be bad
And it might make you mad
We ' re so wild
You ' re Born 2 B Mild
Dżinsy i lepkie sny
Just a rock & roll machine
Spędzam czas z naszymi przyjaciółmi.
Sprawiamy, że ludzie krzyczą!
Nie chcemy twojego Boga, mamy własnego.
Don ' t wanna be just another clone
Masz swoją szczęśliwą rodzinę.
Józef, Jezus i Maryja
Wolimy ścianę hałasu.
And foxy long haired boys
If you die before you wake
Modlisz się do Pana, by zabrał twą duszę.
Nie widzisz, że to wszystko jest takie fałszywe?
Szkoda, że masz taki los.
We were made to be bad
And it might make you mad
We ' re so wild
You ' re Born 2 B Mild
Kaznodzieja w metrze
For all the world to hear
'Cause were to ones you fear