Rumjacks — McLaughlin's Rant tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie

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Tekst piosenki

Well I've come here for the gargle,
Not tae cop a blast,
Ye great thick headit ape,
I'll stick yer chin right out yer arse,
Come lookin' for your pound o' flesh,
But I've got nothin' left,
Cause Christian Brothers & Brides o' Christ've
Flogged me half to death.

Suck on this ye Succubus,
Your star'll never rise,
Ye've the smell o' death about your breath
& bullet holes for eyes,
I wish that I were sober,
The day I made you mine,
Oh pull the piggin door behind ye,
Thank you for your time.

Bastards! A shower o' pricks,
The likes ye've never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em,
Down to Hell below.
Bastards! A shower o' pricks,
The likes ye've never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em,
Down to Hell below.

Oh as I set out on my way
All naked and alone,
Guard my back, guide me forth
& bring me safely home,
Geez half a life, a decent wife,
My share o' love & trust,
And when I'm gone, the long & restful
Slumber of the just.

Bastards! A shower o' pricks,
The likes ye've never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em,
Down to Hell below.
Bastards! A shower o' pricks,
The likes ye've never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em,
Down to Hell below.

They'll ride ye to the gates o' Hell,
Drive ye to the brew,
'til every penny's splashin' off
The wall against your shoe,
Ye'll get yer feed o' spurs
& a few choice feckin' words,
Then its back to picks & shovels, cause
That's all they'll let ye do.

Bastards! A shower o' pricks,
The likes ye've never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em,
Down to Hell below.
Bastards! A shower o' pricks,
The likes ye've never known,
Rake em, break em, Devil may take em,
Down to Hell below.

Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki

Przyszedłem tu po płukanie gardła, nie Tae glina, ty Wielka Gruba małpo, wsadzę Ci podbródek prosto w dupę, przyjdę szukać twojego ciała, ale nic mi nie zostało, bo chrześcijanie Bracia i panny młode Chłostały mnie prawie na śmierć.

Suck on this ye Succubus, Your star 'll never rise, Ye' ve the smell o ' death about your breath & bullet holes for eyes, I wish that I were sober, The day I made you mine, Oh pull the piggin door behind ye, Thank you for your time.

Dranie! / Align = "left" /
Dranie! / Align = "left" /

Och, jak wyruszyłem na mojej drodze wszyscy nagi i sam, strzec moich pleców, przewodnik mnie forth & bring me safety home, Geez pół życia, przyzwoita żona, mój udział O' love & trust, a kiedy odejdę, długi i spokojny sen Sprawiedliwych.

Dranie! / Align = "left" /
Dranie! / Align = "left" /

Będą jeździć Cię do bram piekła, poprowadzić Cię do browaru, 'aż każdy grosz splazhin' z ściany na But, You 'll get yer feed o' ostrogs & a few choice fuckin' words, Then its back to Kills & amp; shovels, because That 's all they' ll let ye do.

Dranie! / Align = "left" /
Dranie! / Align = "left" /