Marvin Gaye — Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)", wykonawca: Marvin Gaye.
Tekst piosenki
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Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it Fore we see it you take it Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain’t livin', This ain’t livin'
No, no baby, this ain’t livin'
No, no, no Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Oh, make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is I can’t pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yea, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God knows where we’re heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don’t understand
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Dah, dah, dah
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Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we’re wrong
Who are they to judge us Simply cause we wear our hair long
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
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Money, we make it Fore we see it you take it Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain 't livin', This ain 't livin'
No, no baby, this ain't livin'
No, no, no Inflation no chance
Zwiększenie finansowania
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Oh, make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Hang ups, let downs
Złe złamania, usterki
Faktem jest, że nie mogę płacić podatków.
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Tak, to sprawia, że chcę krzyczeć
And throw up both my hands
Przestępczość rośnie
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
Bóg wie, dokąd zmierzamy.
Oh, make me wanna holler
Nie rozumieją.
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Mamo, mamo
Wszyscy myślą, że się mylimy.
Kim oni są, Żeby nas osądzać, bo nosimy długie włosy?