Rattus Norvegicus

2008-05-24 02:21:55 　　来自: 小朋克 (Pure Rudeness)
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　　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）