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Happy New Bomb (?)

29 Dic

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“Hell Broke Luce”

I had a good home but I left
I had a good home but I left, right, left
That big fucking bomb made me deaf, deaf
A Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar on wrong
I guarantee you’ll meet up with a suicide bomb
Hell broke luce Hell broke luce
Big fucking ditches in the middle of the road
You pay a hundred dollars just for fillin’ in the hole
Listen to the general every goddamn word
How many ways can you polish up a turd
Left, right, left, left, right
Left, right
Hell broke luce Hell broke luce Hell broke luce
How is it that the only ones responsible for making this mess
Got their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn desk
Hell broke luce Hell broke luce
Left, right, left
What did you do before the war?
I was a chef, I was a chef
What was your name?
It was Geoff, Geoff
I lost my buddy and I wept, wept
I come down from the meth
So I slept, slept
I had a good home but I left, left
Pantsed at the wind for a joke
I pranced right in with the dope
Glanced at her shin she said nope
Left, right, left
Nimrod Bodfish have you any wool
Get me another body bag the body bag’s full
My face was scorched, scorched
I miss my home I miss my porch, porch
Left, right, left
Can I go home in March? March
My stanch was a chin full of soap
That rancid dinner with the pope
Left, right, left
Kelly Presutto got his thumbs blown off
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Hell broke luce Hell broke luce Hell broke luce
Boom went his head away
And boom went Valerie
What the hell was it that the president said?
Give him a beautiful parade instead
Left, right, leftWhen I was over here I never got to vote
I left my arm in my coat
My mom she died and never wrote
We sat by the fire and ate a goat
Just before he died he had a toke
Now I’m home and I’m blind
And I’m broke
What is next?

TOM WAITS – KATHLEEN BRENNAN (ANTI – Records)

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post scriptum

Questa canzone antimilitarista è probabilmente dedicata al soldato americano Jeff Lucey che si tolse la vita dopo che tornò in patria dall’Iraq . Il titolo è un gioco di parole costruito sull’idioma “all hell broke loose” , cioè “si è scatenato un putiferio” (scoperto dopo una estenuante ricerca, spero positiva – qualunque smentita è ben accetta).

Annunci

TOM WAITS

26 Set

1.

Lowdown

 

2.

the piano has been drinking

3.

I don’t wanna grow up

4.

Ol’ ’55

God’s Away On Business

12 Lug

I’d sell your heart to the junkman baby
For a buck, for a buck
If you’re looking for someone
To pull you out of that ditch
You’re out of luck, you’re out of luck

The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
There’s leak, there’s leak,
In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

God’s away, God’s away,
God’s away on Business. Business.
God’s away, God’s away,
God’s away on Business. Business.

Digging up the dead with
A shovel and a pick
It’s a job, it’s a job
Bloody moon rising with
A plague and a flood
Jain the mob, jain the mob
It’s all over, it’s all over, it’s all over
There’s a lick, there’s a lick,
In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
God’s away, God’s away,
On Business. Business.

Goddamn ther’s always such
A big temptation
To be good, To be good
Tere’s always free cheddar in
A mousetrap, baby
It’s a deal, it’s a deal
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby,
Let her ring, let her ring
God’s away, God’s away,
God’s away on Business.
Business…

Traduzione (non è mia)

Venderei il tuo cuore al robivecchi baby per un dollaro, per un dollaro

Se cerchi qualcuno che ti tiri fuori da quel fango caschi male, caschi male

La nave affonda già

(…)

C’è una falla, c’è una falla nella sala delle caldaie

Poveri, storpi, ciechi

E a chi ci siamo affidati?

Assassini, ladri e avvocati

Dio è in viaggio, Dio è in viaggio

Dio è in viaggio d’affari. Affari.

(…)

Dissotterrare i morti con pala e piccone

è un lavoro, è un lavoro

Sorge una luna color sangue: sciagure e alluvioni

Entra nella squadra, entra nella squadra

E’ tutto finito, è tutto finito, è tutto finito

C’è una falla, c’è una falla nella sala delle caldaie

Poveri, storpi, ciechi

E a chi ci siamo affidati?

Assassini, ladri e avvocati

Dio è in viaggio, Dio è in viaggio

Dio è in viaggio d’affari. Affari.

(…)

Santo Dio c’è sempre questa gran tentazione

Essere buoni, essere buoni

C’è sempre tanto formaggio gratis nella trappola dei topi

E’ un contratto, è un contratto

Dio è in viaggio, Dio è in viaggio

Dio è in viaggio d’affari. Affari.

Stringo gli occhi come fessure per le monete

Lasciala bussare, lasciala bussare

Dio è in viaggio, Dio è in viaggio

Dio è in viaggio d’affari. Affari…

Goin’ Out West

14 Dic

Down By The Water

31 Ott


I lost my heart under the bridge
That little girl
So much to me
And now I moan, and now I holler
She’ll never know just what I found
That blue-eyed girl she said no more
And that blue-eyed girl became blue -eyed whore
Down by the water I took her hand
Just like my daughter
See her again
Oh, help me Jesus come through this storm
I had to lose her to do her harm
I heard her holler, I heard her moan
My lovely daughter
I took her home
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water
Come back here, man, give me my daughter
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water
Come back here, man, give me my daughter
(PJ Harvey)
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