Ian Dury - Poo-poo in the prawn
Tekst :
I took a sudden notion
To go down to the ocean
I d got my sun-tan lotion
My flippers and my mask
In proper distribution
Of fully-formed ablutions
Formed an ocean of pollution
In which I daredn t bask
Some turds were teeny-tiny
And some were big and shiny
But they all fucked up the briney
In which I dipped my toe
If you go swimming in the shite-us
You ll get worse than dermititis
From the sea of grey detritus
Where the sewage ebbs and flows
There s no respite
From the cess-pit
No shelter from the pong
The poor old ocean
Is full of motions
Where the hell did we go wrong?
Like a lamb off to the slaughter
Pored myself a glass of water
I failed to spot I d caught a
Little creature in my cup
I was well and truly bolleaux-ed
From the fires of hell that followed
T’was the cup of life I d swallowed
And it almost did me up
Something coming
Through the plumbing
That should not be there at all
The glass is brimming
And things are swimming
And quite frankly, I m appalled
I was a very hungry fella
I defrosted my paella
Came down with Salmonella
Three weeks intensive care
They failed to send technicians in
To check the air-conditioning
Which was unfortunately transmissioning
A case of Legionnaires
There s a malaise
In the mayonnaise
There s a poo-poo in the prawn
Where we missed them
In the system
Little germs are being born
There s no respite
From the cess-pit
There s no shelter from the pong
Where the hell did we go wrong?
Inne utwory
Happy hippy Dance of the crackpots Uneasy sunny day hotsy totsy Delusions of grandeur The mumble rumble and the cocktail rock Broken skin Ban the bomb Rough kids Quick slow Hit me with your rhythm stick Waiting for your taxi Reasons to be cheerful Blockheads I believe Sink my boats Losowe utwory
Les chansons ne servent à rien
C est que des mots et du vent
Elles ne vont jamais très loin
Ni ne durent jamais longtemps
Tu es tout, t es tout pour moi
Je n ai rien d autre à dire que ca
Hidden in the dashboard
The unseen mechanized eye
Under surveillance
The road is full of cats eyes
It s sick function to pry
The spy in the cab.
Coldly observing Callously reserving
A drivers time
Automated autonomy
Playing on his...
(make you dreams come true)
no noooo hooo ooo ooo oo ooh oooh ohhh ooooh oooh ooh
You so busy
Worryin bout
All of the thing you can to do nothing about
Maybe it’s time to change your route
Instead of pluggin in...
Cuando estas conmigo se llena mi corazon
tiene sentido la vida y el mundo es una ilusion
Cuando estas conmigo la noche tiene color
y un beso es suficiente para entender el amor
Y al abrazarte y sentir que me amas salen las estrellas
aun si es de dia y todos esos dias llenos de...
I sit the magazine together with other bullets
And do you really think. My fate is fucked up?
I stifle in the dark chamber. I m cramped like in an asshole
I will feel like a loser, until they fire me out!
I am a stray bullet, what do...