Текст песни Damon Albarn - Mr Tembo


Текст песни Damon Albarn - Mr Tembo
njili, Injili can I sing with you
'Bout Mr Tembo and what he's got to do?
But first I'm going back, to the Colworth Road
To find the mission, and help him with his load

Mr Tembo's on his way up the hill
With only this song to tell you how he feels
But together he will need a helping hand
It's where he is now, but it wasn't what he planned

Injili, Injili we will sing with you
Just like the TV in Mr Tembo's room
Of the emphatic night, he checked in on his own
At Mkomazi Inn, and made it his home

Mr Tembo's on his way up the hill
With only this song to tell you how he feels
But together he will need a helping hand
It's where he is now, but it wasn't what he planned
It's where he is now, but it wasn't what he planned

Injili, Injili we will sing to you
'Bout Mr Tembo and what he's going through
Gets up early while you are still in bed
Mr Tembo, grey blanket by his head

Mr Tembo's on his way up the hill
With only this song to tell you how he feels
But together he will need a helping hand
It's where he is now, but it wasn't what he planned
It's where he is now, but it wasn't what he planned

Lad! You take those lions off of the front of the boat!
Good god man, do you have some cotton wool in your ears?
I'm trying to run this expedition in a decent manner!

Logistics, foliage, golf, bungalow, spires, canals, cows, hay-bales.
Telegraph wires, pylon power
Farmhouse, smoke, chimney still used. Stone, satellites, Football pitches, faded flags and lots of dogs
Neon cross on top of a block of flats, and a church, not as usual.

Mr Tembo's on his way up the hill
With only this song to tell you how he feels
But together he will need a helping hand
It's where he is now, but it wasn't what he planned
It's where he is now, but it wasn't what he planned
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Свет от фонаря на твоём голом теле, а я, шторы прикрыть не успею. Просто шторы за тобой, а я – а я, а я мимо пройти не сумею. И я понял, но только потом, что, не всегда слабее слабый пол. И ты меня, лопатками в пол, когда разделась и села на стол.
Воткни не на минимум, прими не на минимум, мысли на минимум Здесь бас не на минимум, пара план, Папалан, барабан не на минимум Хабыдыбыдап.... Хэй быдыбыдап...
Опа! На асфальте мелкие осколки кинескопа- Хозяин тачки смотрит наверх со злобой, Смотрите, вот он - уже на ресепшен потопал, Давайте выпьем за меткость, куда же делся штопор?
Бэнг Бэнг Бэнг Бэнг! Батя в здании! Бэнг Бэнг Бэнг Бэнг! Спасайте задницы! Слушайся дядю Хованского! Я те зуб даю, бля буду гангстером!
Когда меня не станет - я буду петь голосами Моих детей и голосами их детей. Нас просто меняют местами, Таков закон сансары, круговорот людей. О-о-ой, мама…
Ты меня за собою не звал. И ты мне сердце свое не доверил. Опоздал, опоздал, опоздал. Но что успеешь ты был уверен.