Представляем точный текст композиции "Lost in the Flood (Disc 2)" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bruce Springsteen . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Lost in the Flood (Disc 2)» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bruce Springsteen передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Bruce Springsteen - "Lost in the Flood (Disc 2)"
Lyrics to Lost in the Flood (Disc 2) : The ragamuffin gunner is returnin home like a hungry runaway He walks through town all alone He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say His countrysides burnin with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide The hit and run, plead sanctuary, `neath a holy stone they hide Theyre breakin beams and crosses with a spastics reelin perfection Nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin immaculate conception And everybodys wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood Sticker smiles sweet as gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud And I said "Hey gunner man thats quicksand, thats quicksand that aint mud Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood'" That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight He rides `er low on the hip, on the side hes got Bound For Glory in red, white and blue flash paint He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy The Saint Well the blaze and noise boy, hes gunnin that bitch loaded to blastin point He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point And theres nothin left but some blood where the body fell That is, nothin left that you could sell Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwaymans farewell And he said "Hey kid, you think thats oil' Man, that aint oil thats blood" I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm Or was he just lost in the flood' Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air Some storefront incarnation of Maria, shes puttin on me the stare And Bronxs best apostle stands with his hand on his own hard ware Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, theyre shootin up the street And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin loose but he gets blown right off his feet And some kid comes blastin round the corner but a cop puts him right away He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish Still breathing when I walked away And somebody said "Hey man did you see that' His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud" I wonder what the dude was sayin or was he just lost in the flood' Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up I wonder what they were gettin into, or were they just lost in the flood' [ Lost in the Flood (Disc 2) Lyrics ]
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