Представляем точный текст композиции "The Boiler" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Specials (The) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Boiler» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Specials (The) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Specials (The) - "The Boiler"
Lyrics to The Boiler : I went out shopping last saturday I was getting some gear, and this guy offered to pay Whos the hunk' I think to myself For so many years Ive been left on the shelf An old boiler Then we went walking back down the high street And I felt so proud because he looked so neat He was a real hard man, tough as they come He said I was cool but I still felt like An old boiler He bid me "Come out", how could I say no' He said "Meet me at eight round my place, you know" With my new gear on, and a blow dried hair-do But in my mind I knew I was sill An old boiler We danced all night long to a nice steady beat But my hair went to frizz in the terrible heat My mascara ran, and so did my tights Confirming in my sight, I must be An old boiler So we came out this club, hot and sweaty Because wed been dancing all night And he says to me "Well babe, what you doing then'" "Well I think I might get a cab" I said casually "Nah nah, come back to my place, I only live just round the corner You can go home in the morning, yeah'" "Well I dont think so, Ive only known you a day, It a bit soon innit Give me a ring sometime yeah'" But then he starts to get mad "Listen here girl, I bought that gear you got on, I paid you in here tonight I bought you all them drinks and you wanna go home, I should bleedin coco" And then he stormed off Well, I felt a right mug, well you would wouldnt you So I ran after him, caught him up And here we are walking down this street about a hundred miles per hour Arm in arm, no talking, atmosphere you could have cut with a knife Theres no-one about, nothing to take your mind off it you know No cars, not even the occasional stray animal It was cold and the winds whistling through the trees Blowing newspapers accross my legs so I tripped as I tried to keep up with him And there was all these alleyways and railway bridges, the stink of piss The all of a sudden he grabbed hold of my arm And he starts to drag me up one of these alleyways Then he starts to hit me really hard across the face, you know He was hitting me and grabbing at me It was awful because he was, like, so big Hitting me he was, and tearing at my clothes There was nothing I could do honest, I was helpless And then he tried to rape me, and there was nothing I could do, honest All I could do was scream, no... [ The Boiler Lyrics ]
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