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(summer and winter warfare)
Homo Rattus I的评论 None
所有的歌由Stranglers创作，由Complete Music Ltd.出版发行。
由Martin Rushent于Fulham的T.W. Studios制作。在Barnes的Olympic Studios混音。制作工程师Doug Bennett,由Benny King协助完成。
录制于1977年。
1SOMETIMES
Someday I'm Going to smack on your face
somebody's going to call your bluff
somebody's going to treat you rough
Sometimes there's only one way out
I've got to fight
Sometimes I get to feel so mean
Sometimes you look like you're too clean
Sometimes i see you in between
Sometimes only one way i've got to fight
You are way past your station
Beat you honey till you drop
Sometimes you are going to get some sick
somebody's standing in our way
Somebody's gonna have to pay
Sometimes there's only one way
I've got to fight
2GOODBYE TOULOUSE
Your streets were paved with love
your skies were blue
Goodbye Toulouse
I walked your streets in fear
I washed your streets with tears
Toulouse
Goodbye Toulouse
Your Cafes tell the tale
Of Saddened Millionaires
Toulouse
A million dreams I've had
A million lies I've told
Toulouse
Goodbye Toulouse
Paula looked down on me
From her high balcony
Toulouse
I will return some day
So you can hear me say
Farewell
Goodbye Toulouse
3LOUDON LADY
little lady with Dingwall's bullshit
You're so stupid foetid brainwaves
Little Lady what really happens
When you see mirrors you get
the shivers
Aaaah!
Making loveto the Mersey Tunnel
With sausage.Have you ever been to Liverpool?
Please don't talk much it burns my ears
Tonight you've talked for a thousand years
Plastic's real when you're real sick(*8)
Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about(*2)
Oh London Lady why did you lay me?
Your head is crowded with the names
You've hounded
The Lines around your eyes they show me
You realise that the party's over
London Lady
Party's over London Lady
Tell me what you've got to look so
Pleased about(*2)
PRINCESS OF THE STREETS
She's gone and left me
I don't know why
That girl she's crazy
She made me cry
She's gone and left me
I don't know why
Yeah she's the queen of the street
What a piece of meat
She's real good looking
She makes me sigh
Blue jeans and leather
Her heels are high
She's real good looking
She makes me sigh
Yeah she's the queen of the street
What a special treat
She's no Lady
She'll stab you in the back
She's no lady
She's princess of the pack
With words of fire she'll make you small
With eyes that smile she'll make you tall
With words of fire she'll make you small
But you would rather wait a year till she
gave you a call
she's gone and left me
I don't know why
That girl she's crazy
She made me cry
She's gone and left me
I don't know why
But she's the queen of the street
What a piece of meat
She's no lady
She'll stab you in the back
She's no lady
She's princess of the pack
HANGING AROUND
Big girl in the red dress
She's just trying to impress us
And she's got the barley lever
But she doesn't make a sound
She's just hanging around
Down the Court Road early
With the hustlers big'n'burly
There's a million of 'em selling
And the buyers can be found
They're just hanging around
Christ has told his mother
Christ he told her not to bother
'Cos he's alright in the city
'Cos he's high above the ground
He's just hanging around
One of 'em comes closer
Got a monkey on his shoulder
And the monkey's getting grinner
But his eyes are on the ground
He's just hanging around
I'm moving in the Coleherne
with the leather all around me
And the sweat is getting steamy
But their eyes are on the ground
They're just hanging around
Christ has told his mother
Christ he told her not to bother
'Cos he's alright in the city
'Cos he's high above the ground
He's just hanging around
PEACHES
Strolling along minding my own business
There goes a girl and a half
She's got me going up and down
She's got me going up and down(*2)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Well i got the notion girl that
You got some sun tan lotion in that bottle of yours
Spread it all over my peeling skin baby
That feels real good
All this skirt
Lapping up the sun
Lap me up
Walking on the beaches looking at the
the peaches
There goes another one
Just lying down on the sand dunes
Better go and take a swim
And see if I can cool down a little bit
'Cos you and me woman
We got a lotta things on our minds
(You know what i mean)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Will you take a look over there?
Where?
There
Is she trying to get out of that clitoris
Liberation of women
That's what i preach
Preacher man
Walking on the beaches looking at
the peaches
Oh shit!There goes the charabang
Looks like i'm gonnabe stuck here the whole summer
Well what a bummer
I can think a lot worse places to be
Like down in the street
Or down in the sewer
Or even on the end of a skewer
Down on the beaches looking at the peaches
(GET) A GRIP (ON YOURSELF)
Didn't have the money round to buy a
Morry Thou
Been around and seen a lot to shake me anyhow
Begged and borrowed sometimes,
I admit I even stole
The worst crime that I ever did was playing Rock'n'Roll
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
Suffering convictions on a two-way stretch inside
The air in here is pretty thin,
I think I'll go outside
Committed for insanity and crimes against the soul
The worst crime that I ever did was
play some Rock'n'Roll
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
And you should know
Now I find from week to week the sentence sticking fast
Turn the corner,rub my eyes and hope the world will last
Stranger from another planet welcome to our hole
Just strap on your guitar and we'll play some Rock'n'Roll
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
And you should know
UGLY
I could have read a poem called
Ozymandias to her
Instead i lived for the moment
It was a futile gesture anyway
I was here,and she was here
And being broad,of minds and hips
We did the only thing possible
I guess I shouldn't have strangled her to death
But i had to go to work and she had laced my coffee with acid
Normally I wouldn't have minded but
I'm allergic to sulphuric acid
Besides she had acne,and if you've got acne,
well,i apologise for disliking it intensely
But it's understandable that ugly people have got complexes
I mean it seems to me that ugly people don't have a chance
It's only the children of the fucking
wealthy who tend to be good looking
An ugly fart attracts a good-looking chick if he's got money(*3)
It's different for Jews somehow
I'd like to see a passionate film
Between the two ugliest people in the world
When i say ugly,I don't mean rough looking,
I mean hideous
Don't tell me that aesthetics are subjective.
You just know the truth when you see it
Whatever it is
Muscle Power(*4）
Homo Rattus I的评论 None
所有的歌由Stranglers创作，由Complete Music Ltd.出版发行。
由Martin Rushent于Fulham的T.W. Studios制作。在Barnes的Olympic Studios混音。制作工程师Doug Bennett,由Benny King协助完成。
录制于1977年。
1SOMETIMES
Someday I'm Going to smack on your face
somebody's going to call your bluff
somebody's going to treat you rough
Sometimes there's only one way out
I've got to fight
Sometimes I get to feel so mean
Sometimes you look like you're too clean
Sometimes i see you in between
Sometimes only one way i've got to fight
You are way past your station
Beat you honey till you drop
Sometimes you are going to get some sick
somebody's standing in our way
Somebody's gonna have to pay
Sometimes there's only one way
I've got to fight
2GOODBYE TOULOUSE
Your streets were paved with love
your skies were blue
Goodbye Toulouse
I walked your streets in fear
I washed your streets with tears
Toulouse
Goodbye Toulouse
Your Cafes tell the tale
Of Saddened Millionaires
Toulouse
A million dreams I've had
A million lies I've told
Toulouse
Goodbye Toulouse
Paula looked down on me
From her high balcony
Toulouse
I will return some day
So you can hear me say
Farewell
Goodbye Toulouse
3LOUDON LADY
little lady with Dingwall's bullshit
You're so stupid foetid brainwaves
Little Lady what really happens
When you see mirrors you get
the shivers
Aaaah!
Making loveto the Mersey Tunnel
With sausage.Have you ever been to Liverpool?
Please don't talk much it burns my ears
Tonight you've talked for a thousand years
Plastic's real when you're real sick(*8)
Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about(*2)
Oh London Lady why did you lay me?
Your head is crowded with the names
You've hounded
The Lines around your eyes they show me
You realise that the party's over
London Lady
Party's over London Lady
Tell me what you've got to look so
Pleased about(*2)
PRINCESS OF THE STREETS
She's gone and left me
I don't know why
That girl she's crazy
She made me cry
She's gone and left me
I don't know why
Yeah she's the queen of the street
What a piece of meat
She's real good looking
She makes me sigh
Blue jeans and leather
Her heels are high
She's real good looking
She makes me sigh
Yeah she's the queen of the street
What a special treat
She's no Lady
She'll stab you in the back
She's no lady
She's princess of the pack
With words of fire she'll make you small
With eyes that smile she'll make you tall
With words of fire she'll make you small
But you would rather wait a year till she
gave you a call
she's gone and left me
I don't know why
That girl she's crazy
She made me cry
She's gone and left me
I don't know why
But she's the queen of the street
What a piece of meat
She's no lady
She'll stab you in the back
She's no lady
She's princess of the pack
HANGING AROUND
Big girl in the red dress
She's just trying to impress us
And she's got the barley lever
But she doesn't make a sound
She's just hanging around
Down the Court Road early
With the hustlers big'n'burly
There's a million of 'em selling
And the buyers can be found
They're just hanging around
Christ has told his mother
Christ he told her not to bother
'Cos he's alright in the city
'Cos he's high above the ground
He's just hanging around
One of 'em comes closer
Got a monkey on his shoulder
And the monkey's getting grinner
But his eyes are on the ground
He's just hanging around
I'm moving in the Coleherne
with the leather all around me
And the sweat is getting steamy
But their eyes are on the ground
They're just hanging around
Christ has told his mother
Christ he told her not to bother
'Cos he's alright in the city
'Cos he's high above the ground
He's just hanging around
PEACHES
Strolling along minding my own business
There goes a girl and a half
She's got me going up and down
She's got me going up and down(*2)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Well i got the notion girl that
You got some sun tan lotion in that bottle of yours
Spread it all over my peeling skin baby
That feels real good
All this skirt
Lapping up the sun
Lap me up
Walking on the beaches looking at the
the peaches
There goes another one
Just lying down on the sand dunes
Better go and take a swim
And see if I can cool down a little bit
'Cos you and me woman
We got a lotta things on our minds
(You know what i mean)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Will you take a look over there?
Where?
There
Is she trying to get out of that clitoris
Liberation of women
That's what i preach
Preacher man
Walking on the beaches looking at
the peaches
Oh shit!There goes the charabang
Looks like i'm gonnabe stuck here the whole summer
Well what a bummer
I can think a lot worse places to be
Like down in the street
Or down in the sewer
Or even on the end of a skewer
Down on the beaches looking at the peaches
(GET) A GRIP (ON YOURSELF)
Didn't have the money round to buy a
Morry Thou
Been around and seen a lot to shake me anyhow
Begged and borrowed sometimes,
I admit I even stole
The worst crime that I ever did was playing Rock'n'Roll
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
Suffering convictions on a two-way stretch inside
The air in here is pretty thin,
I think I'll go outside
Committed for insanity and crimes against the soul
The worst crime that I ever did was
play some Rock'n'Roll
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
And you should know
Now I find from week to week the sentence sticking fast
Turn the corner,rub my eyes and hope the world will last
Stranger from another planet welcome to our hole
Just strap on your guitar and we'll play some Rock'n'Roll
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
And you should know
UGLY
I could have read a poem called
Ozymandias to her
Instead i lived for the moment
It was a futile gesture anyway
I was here,and she was here
And being broad,of minds and hips
We did the only thing possible
I guess I shouldn't have strangled her to death
But i had to go to work and she had laced my coffee with acid
Normally I wouldn't have minded but
I'm allergic to sulphuric acid
Besides she had acne,and if you've got acne,
well,i apologise for disliking it intensely
But it's understandable that ugly people have got complexes
I mean it seems to me that ugly people don't have a chance
It's only the children of the fucking
wealthy who tend to be good looking
An ugly fart attracts a good-looking chick if he's got money(*3)
It's different for Jews somehow
I'd like to see a passionate film
Between the two ugliest people in the world
When i say ugly,I don't mean rough looking,
I mean hideous
Don't tell me that aesthetics are subjective.
You just know the truth when you see it
Whatever it is
Muscle Power(*4）
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唱片数: 1
条型码: 0724353440626
发行时间: 2001
唱片名: Homo Rattus I
表演者: Victoria
版本特性: Limited Edition
出版者: Erebus Odora
介质: Audio CD
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