Bomb The Bass — Bug Powder Dust tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with the rough road styles
You heard the psychedelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Guinness brew
So you could call me black and tan when I’m a wreckin' a crew
I’m like Bill Lee writing when he’s in Tangiers
And now I’m on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin' on suckers s’you could say I’m scorchin'
I never been the type to brag but beware
I’ll make a man burn his draft card like it was Hair
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse
I always hit the apple when I’m going to shoot
So you can call me William Tell or Agent Cooper to boot
Mr. Mojo Risin' on the case again
So tell your mother and your sister and your sister’s friends
Like an exterminator running low on dust
I’m bug powder itchin' and it can’t be trussed
Interzone trippin' and I’m off to Annexia
I gotta get a typewriter that’s sexier
My name is Justin and that’s all that’s it
And I’ll be spittin' rhymes wicked like it ain’t no shit
Houses of the Holy like Jimmy Page
But the song remains the same so I’m stuck in a rage
Just like Jane when she’s going to Spain
I think I’m going away tomorrow, just a fool in the rain
Light up the candles and bless the room
I’m paranoid, snow blind, just a black meat fool
Bug powder dust an' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin' 'round Interzone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin' like hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin' 'round Interzone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin' like hard to not blow my cover
Never been a fake and I’m never phony
I got more flavor than the packet in macaroni
Rock drippin' from my every vowel
I’ve got the soul of the sixties like Ginsberg’s Howl
Shootin' mad ball and I’m always jukin'
Take you to the hole and I’m surely hoopin'
Top of the pops like the Lulu’s show
I’ll take a walk on Abbey Road with my shoes off, so
I got a splinter though, damn, you know man it hurt
I got a Vegemite sandwich from Men at Work
I keep minds in line, but time sublimes
So when you search you find something like a gold mine
A psychedelic meanderings in the poem
I got a pen and pad anyplace that I roam
Waiting for the sun on a Spanish caravan
Solar eclipse and I’m feeling like starin' man
Bug powder dust an' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin' 'round Interzone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin' like hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin' 'round Interzone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin' like hard to not blow my cover
Who’s that man in the windowpane
Got somethin' on his tongue and it’s startin' to stain
Sho' nuff equipped so I can get down
Step up on my ladder and you’ll get beat down
Hash bar style so I’m seein' day glo
Wakin' up the dead like Serpent and the Rainbow
Jeff Spicoli roll me another hay
The Fish that Saved Pittsburgh with Dr. J
Shockin' your ass like a faulty vibrator
Hear me now, but you’ll probably get the vibe later
Who knows where the wicked wind blows
Que sera sera I’ll just leave it alone
Great Space Coaster the toast of the town
Makin' midgets with my man Dr. Shrinker
Pass the hookah, throw down the pillows
Cloth on the ceiling, blow rings that billow
Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat
Bug powder dust an' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin' 'round Interzone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin' like hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin' 'round Interzone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin' like hard to not blow my cover
I think it’s time for you boys to share my last taste of the true black meat;
the flesh of the giant, aquatic, Brazilian centipede
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Sprawdź to, yo!
I always hit the tape with the rough road styles
You heard the Psychodelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Guinness brew
Więc możesz nazywać mnie czarnym i opalonym, gdy jestem rozbitkiem.
Jestem jak Bill Lee piszący w Tangerze
A teraz jestem na soul safari z moimi rówieśnikami beatników.
Analogowy bęben i małe zniekształcenia
Smokin 'on suckers s you could say I'm scorchin'
Nigdy nie byłem typem, który chwali się, ale uważaj.
Sprawię, że facet spali swoją kartę poborową, jakby to były włosy.
"Send ya up the river like you lookin 'for Kurtz"
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse
Zawsze uderzam w jabłko, kiedy mam strzelać.
Możesz mi mówić William Tell albo Agent Cooper.
Mr. Mojo Risin ' on the case again
Więc powiedz matce, siostrze i przyjaciołom siostry
Jak tępiciel wyczerpany kurzem
I 'm Bug powder itchin' and it can ' t be trussed
Interstreone trippin 'and I' m off to Annexia
I gotta get a typewriter that ' s sexier
Mam na imię Justin i to wszystko.
And I 'll be spittin' rhymes wicked like it ain ' t no shit
Houses of the Holy jako Jimmy Page
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Tak jak Jane, kiedy jedzie do Hiszpanii.
Myślę, że jutro wyjeżdżam, tylko głupiec w deszczu
Zapal świece i pobłogosław pokój.
Jestem paranoikiem, ślepotą śnieżną, tylko czarnym głupcem.
Bug powder dust an ' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin ''round Interstone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin ' like hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an ' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin ''round Interstone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin ' like hard to not blow my cover
Nigdy nie byłem fałszywy i nigdy nie jestem fałszywy
Mam więcej smaku niż paczka makaronu.
Rock drippin ' from my every vowel
Mam duszę lat sześćdziesiątych, jak wycie Ginsberga.
Shootin 'mad ball and I'm always jukin'
"Take you to the hole and I'm surely hoopin'"
Top of the pops like the Lulu ' s show
Przejdę się Abbey Road bez butów, więc ...
I got a drzazga though, damn, you know man it hurt
Mam wegetariańską kanapkę od mężczyzn z pracy.
Trzymam umysły w ryzach, ale czas sublimuje
Więc kiedy szukacie, znajdujecie coś jak kopalnię złota.
Psychodeliczny meandr w poemacie
I got a pen and pad anywhere that I roam
Waiting for the sun on a Spanish caravan
"Solar eclipse and I' m feeling like starin 'man"
Bug powder dust an ' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin ''round Interstone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin ' like hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an ' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin ''round Interstone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin ' like hard to not blow my cover
Kim jest ten człowiek w szybie?
Ma coś na języku i zaczyna plamić
Sho ' nuff equipped so I can get down
Stań na mojej drabinie, a dostaniesz łomot.
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Wakin ' up the dead like Serpent and the Rainbow
Jeff Spicoli roll me another hay
The Fish that Saved Pittsburgh with Dr. J
Shockin ' your ass like a faully vibrator
Posłuchaj mnie teraz, ale pewnie później poczujesz wibracje.
Who knows where the wicked wind blows
Que sera sera I ' ll just leave it alone
Great Space Coaster toast miasta
Makin ' midgets with my man Dr. Shrinker
Podaj fajkę wodną, rzuć poduszki.
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Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Teraz podwiń rękawy dla tej lirycznej uczty
Bug powder dust an ' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin ''round Interstone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin ' like hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an ' mugwump jism
The wild boys runnin ''round Interstone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big Brother
Tryin ' like hard to not blow my cover
Myślę, że nadszedł czas, żebyście podzielili się moim ostatnim smakiem prawdziwego czarnego mięsa.;
ciało olbrzyma, wodne, brazylijskie stonogi