Tom Cardy - Naughty or nice Превод текста
Naughty or nice
Naughty or nice, naughty or nice
I don't really care so I'm checking it once
Labor laws and we're short on supplies
So I'm taking liberties with the naughty or nice
Johnny is a good boy and donates his money
But he thinks Dane Cook is funny, naughty
Danica owns a car and gives her friends rides
Even though they don't go far she makes them pay for petrol, naughty
Michael farts in his hand then holds it on his brother's face
Pretty fucking funny but also pretty naughty
Joanna says thank you, is generally good
But all her answers on dating apps are food, that's basic
Naughty or nice, naughty or nice
I'm the big boy, so I decidе, baby
If everybody's on the naughty list
It mеans that I don't have to deliver shit
Hey, Santa, do you have a moment?
Oh, hello Geoffrey, back so soon from your court-mandated coffee break, you Marxist fuck?
You can't talk to me that Santa, and you gotta stop taking liberties with the naughty list, okay?
I can do whatever I want, I'm Santa Claus, baby
Why don't you go make me some more PS5s you lazy little communist?
That's not the point
You've made me seventeen PS5s
They are very difficult
For the entire fucking world so why don't you stay in your lane, Geoffrey?
Santa, as your head of staff, I strongly advise-
Oh, now you're strongly advising me, are you?
Come on, mate-
Whose face is on a Coca Cola bottle, Geoffrey?
Not getting into this-
Is it your face, Geoffrey?
Just listen-
Have they started a new campaign? Geoffrey, have I been drinking old Coca Cola
And have somehow missed your fucking face on all of the new Coca Cola bottles, huh?
Fuck you, Santa
Fuck off, Geoffrey
Phillip was named Phillip when he was born
But he makes his friends call him Felipe, I think that's naughty
Chris Pratt doing an Italiano accent for Mario
Here we go, right on my naughty list
A naughty man named Billy who touches his dirty willy
When he thinks no one is watching, I'm watching, that's naughty
Every single elf that signed up to unionize, here is a surprise, you are all assholes
All through the year, I've been watching you
While you're been asleep, while you've been awake
While you've learnt to bake bread
I hear you say 'I want to be the best me'
Fucking baking bread is boring, and that makes you naughty
'I'm gonna start rollerskating' then you spend your time inside
Drinking red wine and masturbating, naughty
Eleven months of the year my job is just to watch you
So next year find something fucking entertaining to do
Naughty or nice, naughty or nice
I couldn't give a fuck and you can check on that twice, baby
And if I hear you complaining about me
I slap you harder than I slap that massive elf nerd, Geoffrey
Fuck you, Santa
No, fuck you, Geoffrey
Naughty or nice, naughty or nice
I'm the big boy, so I get what I like, baby
And what I like is telling every boy and girl
In the whole wide world that they're very, very, very not good
Naughty or nice, naughty or nice
I'm the big boy, and I'm bona fide, baby
If everybody's on the naughty list, it means that
Santa Claus does not owe you shit
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26.10.2024
You'll See Me Return
When the sun will be bright
inside the mountains and hills,
in the silence of the evening
you'll remember me.
But if you'll call my name,
you'll see me return.
And you'll have for company
a crowd of thoughts
and your lips will be silent
if it does not speak to your heart.
But if you'll call my name,
I'll return.
From life, I want to have
five things to remember,
they are (five) five (five) you,
you, you, you, you, you.
(When the sun will be bright
inside the mountains and hills,
in the silence of the evening
you'll remember me.)
But if you'll call my name,
I'll return.
From life, I want to have
five things to remember,
they are (five) five (five) you,
you, you, you, you, you.
When the sun will be bright
inside the mountains and hills,
in the silence of the evening
you'll remember me.
But if you'll call my name,
I'll return to you!
26.10.2024
Spring
I want to be in the light of the sun
Without the sun I will die
It seems like spring has arrived
The sky is pretty nice and bright
A sign that spring has come
It will embrace you
The pollen is a bit annoying
But I guess I'll wait and see
Something very nice is gonna come your way
Let's sing it
Take a look outside the window
Enjoy the exercise in the park
Ignore the sun indoors
But is that really okay?
Or, you could step outside
Breathe in the sun and feel so alive
The sky is pretty nice and bright
A sign that spring has come
It will embrace you
The pollen is a bit annoying
But I guess I'll wait and see
A sign that spring has come
It will embrace you
The pollen is a bit annoying
But I guess I'll wait and see
And then we just sit still
In this field of grass until summer
Because I wanna go back
To the very last year of high school
So much pain
So much strain
But still
I had friends who made me feel
The way I'll never feel
Ever again
Life was worth living
With the people who are now all gone
26.10.2024
Teresinella
'Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up'
Why don’t serenades return again
Those of my grandfather’s day, long past
When, crazy in love with his fair dame
Through these ancient streets he’d sigh:
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
Tonight, your streets, old neighborhood
Will listen to a new troubadour
Who sings of Ladies and golden braids
Silken ladders, swords, and knights:
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
Now that braids are no longer in fashion
And there’s no balcony to keep lovers apart
The people of the quarter think and believe
The serenader drinks and perhaps goes too far
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
Now, if she who loves me with a pale kind of love
Might be behind the balcony listening
She’d think: “But if there’s an elevator
Why does he shout so much? He can come up!”
“Teresinella, Teresinella
You are not the one I want for myself
Golden braids are no longer true
And the troubadour does not sing for you”
The dream fades, and the moon departs
Disappointed, the minstrel drifts away
And the echo carries the song to the wind
The dream fades, and the moon departs:
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
26.10.2024
Deep Sea
It's getting easier
It's getting fuller
Where are you going? Where are you heading?
Where are you going?
When your heart feels like it's about to burst
Just quietly open your eyes
Let's go somewhere right now
To that secret place
Between you and me
Every time I stand up, I'm knocked down
What I want is a soothing rock sound
My emotions are up, down, up, down
My emotions are shut down, shut down
It's all over if people's morals disappear
Will it be okay if I try my best?
You'll have to watch to find out!