Текст песни: Start Over + перевод

Little Red Riding Hood was in good

With the food distribution, by her own volition

Choosing to sincerely deliver

To old folks: succor; also vigor;

Cheese and crackers; salt and coffee;

Medicine to help the heart beat softly

Awfully kind in her mission

Red was (yes) in a head-on collision

With the forces of trouble

Long in the tooth plus stubble. And this goes double

For all little girls: know who wolves are

Don’t be telling them where you’re going, how far

In what direction it is, especially if

It’s the unguarded cottage where Grandma lives

This is just common sense

(with which Little Red dispensed)

Hence, she proceeded on her way

Through the woods to Grandma’s place

Little Red Riding hood rolled up

Took one look and was like what the… uh

What the heck? Grandma got a hairy neck?

Teeth enough to get wrecked?

Next up: wood axe swinging

That’s how it happened. That’s all I’m singing

That’s the story (that ain’t how it happened…)

I won’t start over if you don’t stop yapping

(shhhh)

Wolves got it hard on this earth

Ever the subjects of defamation and mirth

First in line to be out there, lurking

Eyeing ingénues and smirking

Working on a master plan

Trying to get fed about the best he can

Wondering if Grandma got much meat

Endeavoring not to be indiscreet:

«How many them baskets she go through a month?

How does she react when she misses lunch?

And what direction was she living in, again?

Well, you better hurry up and go and visit her then.»

But wolves are speedier than little girls

Barely pausing to devour jackrabbits and squirrels

The wolf arrived

All the rest, despicable lies

All that talk of assumed identity

Let it be. This wolf was indelibly

Wolf-like, forthright too

He said, «Grandma, here’s what I’ll do:

Swallow you whole, your kinfolk for after

Then I’ll keep living, so you don’t have to

Sorry, starving wolf, no choice

To get in the gullet, just follow my voice.»

(That ain’t how it happened…)

All right, Grandma was hanging alone

Cultivating the medicine for the glaucoma

She paid rent in the forest. It was inexpensive

Grandma’s house was in the intensively

Wolf-rife section of town

She didn’t mind, she liked a wild hound

Sound at the door: an intruder!

«Is that you, Red? You brought food for

Me to eat?» «Nope, the opposite

No hard candy, no soft chocolate

Just a wolf belly for you to inhabit

And I will need your nightshirt for the next gambit.»

Clandestinely reclining in bed

The wolf awaits (for Red!)

Expecting their usual banter:

«How's school?» «Fine, Grandma

Here’s food.» «Thanks dear.»

Instead it’s all, «What's up with the ears?

Eyes? Nose? Throat? Teeth?»

«Little Red Riding Hood, why you giving me grief?

Bodies change as the years advance

Soft features grow unkind to the glance

And hairs sprout

All of it the better for you getting in my mouth!»

«Wow, it’s dark in here,» says Grandma

Here comes the wood axe, swinging like «Yeah, y’all!»

Old woman, come on back out

And you keep the axe. Wolves abound

That’s the story (that ain’t how it happened…)

That’s all I got, so you commence napping

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