Представляем точный текст композиции "Punks With Clean Kitchens" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Evan Greer . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Punks With Clean Kitchens» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Evan Greer передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Evan Greer - "Punks With Clean Kitchens"
Lyrics to Punks With Clean Kitchens : with held hands and spray cans flashlights held in our teeth we built tunnels under their concrete and we once stole the floor right from under their feet they never saw it coming but after our laughter had given us away remember how we ran all through the day' and their shouts and batons were no match for our songs i bet the chief of police drank a stiff one that night and someday we should give back all the traffic cones that we stole and all the wrenches that we borrowed from your school but tonight were both alone, so ill call you on the phone and well drink together from 300 miles away dont forget to remind me of things that i just shouldnt say... give us a toast! give us a light! for every ghost and bump in the night for every story we should never tell give us a toast to the nights we gave em hell! the helicopter lights held us in their sights and the megaphone drone echoed in the night they lowered their guns we sat down and linked arms they told us not to move, two hearts beat "fuck you!" they said you can be killed if you wont be bought and with one hand in yours and one eye on the door i said, "captain, take your best shot!" well in retrospect that was not the best thing that could have said but ive never claimed to be diplomatic but it was our lucky day, and in the end we got away and we passed out that night curled up on the floor of your attic give us a toast! give us a light! for every ghost and bump in the night for every story we should never tell give us a toast to the nights we gave em hell! oh my friend things have been hard and our old weaknesses are tearing us apart somethings been growing between me and you its the difference between the things that we say and the ones that we do so heres to the days when that wasnt true and heres to the promise those days will come back soon... heres one for the wobblies and one for the elves one for our comrades locked up in their cells one for the kids out there hoppin and hitchin the raiders of dumpsters, the punks with clean kitchens to the mexican mother with a plan of attack a baby at her breast and a gun on her back heres to the day all the flags will be black and each one comes packaged with its own match! heres to the nights when no one sleeps alone and you cant tell the difference between fire and stone for each little girl who just wont behave if you wanna be free then you gotta be brave if you aint got no masters you cant be a slave! were going somewhere at the edges of love were through with the old world, weve had quite enough you best not be silent if you wanna come get your fist in the air and start singing along... now pour me another, lets write the next song! when were done think of all the empty bottles that well have im sure well put them to good use 'cause i hear sirens outside, so lets sing the chorus one last time and then my friends lets do what weve gotta do i think that we might have a date with the boys in blue... give us a toast! give us a light! for every ghost and bump in the night for every story we should never tell give us a toast to the nights we gave em hell! [ Punks With Clean Kitchens Lyrics ]
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