Текст песни: Falling on a Bruise + перевод

You win some

And you lose some

But I’ve lost the will to lose

My part time job

My faith in God

Falling on a bruise

This no-star bed and breakfast

And insolvency abuse

Make me feel like

Throwing myself off

The kitchen shelf

Falling on a bruise

And all of my unwordly goods

The baliffs took them too

For all the duck-billed silly sods

From Brian Mills' catalogue

Something borrowed bartered and blue

You wind some

And you lose some

You save nothing, nothing

For a rainy day

You need your Nutrasweet Daddy

Or some Peppermint Patty

Or just a hackneyed old cabby

Who can take you and your baby away

Two fives or a ten

Could get me back to you

And stop me

Falling on bruise…

(It's not that I’m agorophobic… it’s just that it’s not safe to go outside

anymore.)

(All the same doors… unintelligible)

(some have said that the sound of a baby crying is the most beautiful sound in

the world, but beauty’s in the eye of the beholder. As my heart beats over…

and over… and over…)

(Tramps like us, baby we were born to lose.)

(Some you win and some you lose

But I’ve spent my whole lifetime falling on a bruise. If I had a chance to do

it all again, I’d change everything…)

Sample:

I dunno, it seems to me, if they ain’t gotcha one way, they’ve got you another.

So what’s the answer? That’s what I keep asking myself… what’s it all about?

Know what I mean?

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