Представляем точный текст композиции "Gasoline" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Sheryl Crow . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Gasoline» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Sheryl Crow передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Sheryl Crow - "Gasoline"
Lyrics to Gasoline : Way back in the year of 2017 The sun was growing hotter And oil was way beyond its peak When crazy Hector Johnson broke into a refinery And the black gold started flowing Just like Boston tea It was the summer of the riots And London sat in sweltering heat And the gangs of Mini Coopers Took the battle to the streets But when the creed was handed down For no more trucks and no more cars They threw cans of petrol through the windows at Scotland Yard Gasoline Will be free, will be free Gasoline Will be free, will be free When the Mounties stormed the palace of the Saudi family They held them up for ransom Without disturbing their high tea But their getaway was shaky They stalled in the Riyadh streets Cause you cant make it very far When your tank is on empty The final can of gasoline was loaded on a truck And driven through the streets of Agra to the palace aquaduct You see, all the majesty of worship that once adorned these fatal halls Was just a target to the angry As they blew up the Taj Mahal Gasoline Will be free, will be free Gasoline will be free, will be free Gary ran a market way down in Tennessee Where all the farmers got together and talked about this great country But when the government turned its back on farming Man, what I hear They dragged the pumps out of the ground With a big vintage John Deere Ive got soldiers on my payroll Standing guard on my front drive Snipers on the roof poised at those Who dont want me alive Cause they audited my taxes My family under threat Cause Ive got a message and a megaphone And Ill scream it to the death Gasoline Will be free, will be free Gasoline Will be free, will be free You got the farms in Argentina Making fuel from sugar cane You got the bastards in Washington Afraid of popping the greed vain Cause the moneys in the pipeline And pipelines running dry And well be the last to recognize Where theres shit theres always flies (Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics) [ Gasoline Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Sheryl Crow. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Gasoline» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Gasoline» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.