Текст песни: Sugar in the Petrol Tank + перевод

Sugar in the petrol tank

There wasn’t a lot that could be done

For your Land Rover

It’s at peace at the mechanic’s

Dreaming of Africa

And when you drank from the bitter part of her

Your arteries seized

And you were reborn

In the blood and water

That came rushing to free them

Now you’re wrestling with visions

You see her clothed in the colours of your kingdom

In the gilded portraits that hang

In the restaurants of your countrymen

This city is a test

For the son of a boundless privilege

They shout from cars

Or they pretend you don’t exist

But she found you

She loved you

For your honour

For your wisdom

And you had to take it out on someone

Sugar in the petrol tank

Intelligence tells you

The gas becomes a treacle-like substance

That she came up in the hardest suburbs

And you laughed when you pictured the image

Broken down on the drawbridge

Holding up ships and traffic

All around the river

And all your tantrums

Your giraffes and elephants

Your planes and arcade games

She wore a blindfold

Now you’re kneeling

Before her sword and scales

Oh, this city is a test

For the son of a boundless privilege

They shout from cars

Or they pretend you don’t exist

But she found you

She loved you

For your honour

For your wisdom

And you always took it out on someone

So go on and jump

From the highest point

Let the army come

To catch your fall in a bed of swans' feathers

And carry you home

Or send them off

Claim a throne of your own

Free under the river to dream of a shop

In the southern suburbs

A place to hang a portrait up

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