Представляем точный текст композиции "Garbage Day" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ike Reilly . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Garbage Day» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Ike Reilly передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Ike Reilly - "Garbage Day"
Lyrics to Garbage Day : Hey now, whatcha gonna do when I come back to you' When I come back to you will you be sorry' Hey now, everyone I meet makes me think of you makes me think of you and I get so lonely We took an off-ramp to a bluegrass jamboree just to kill some time, and maybe get a drink heard that sweet harmony and it made me feel blue made me think of you and I got so lonely Later that day we came upon an execution like a carnival of death, with protest and confusion I met a girl from the college in the crowd she dropped her shoes when she bent down it made me feel more all alone Hey now, whatcha gonna do when I come back to you' When I come back to you will you be sorry' Hey now, everyone I meet makes me think of you makes me think of you and I get so lonely Well I believe you, when you say that Ill be judged on garbage day Baby, youve been on my mind Halloween night at the Clairmont in Atlanta A strip joint in the basement of a transient hotel dressed up there as rockstars, Neil Diamond on the dance floor and the limpest biscuit of them all was money at the door and the girl with the anger, whos costume was familiar her posture it was brilliant and I recognized her shoes I recognized her shoes, she was dressed up just as you to me she looked like you and I got lonely Where the red bulls run, and the vodkas cum I laughed to myself, Id come undone I got burned out in the sun, sleeping off my lonely Hey now, I cant tell the buildings from the people the strangers from the steeples, my anger from my friends I soaked here in the juices, and beat up on the Stooges Whore singin in my head, why cant we all... just get along Hey now, whatcha gonna do when I come back to you' When I come back to you will you be sorry' Hey now, everyone I meet makes me think of you makes me think of you and I get so lonely Well I believe you, when you say that Ill be judged on garbage day Baby, youve been on my mind [ Garbage Day Lyrics ]
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