Текст песни «The Rotting Strip» от Crooked Fingers

Представляем точный текст композиции "The Rotting Strip" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Crooked Fingers . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Rotting Strip» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Crooked Fingers передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Crooked Fingers - "The Rotting Strip"

Lyrics to The Rotting Strip :

Blurry eyes half bent and I cant take you sober

Tricking off the rotting strip that weve been trudging under

We ducked into a dim lit room out where the river bends

And turned to walk the burning bridge that we would build

And crossed our hearts half hoping

That we could both quit smoking

And kick the booze and blow

And one day go make something of ourselves



Glory came and went the night we both slipped underneath

The row of oil slicks and ancient ugly lovers

Some they say the price you pay is far too much to spend

But they dont know the cost is fair if for a while

It keeps your heart from crumbling

And wed take what we want when we knew what we wanted

When we wished we had something to lose

You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl jeans

I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do



Boredom settled in and I cant take you sober

Strewn across the rotting strip that weve been building over

Til nothing made its wicked way slow creeping into view

Where we could watch the burning bridge that we half built

Across our hearts now broken

And we could both quit smoking

And kick the booze and blow

And one day go make something of ourselves



And wed take what we want when we knew what we wanted

When we wished we had something to lose

You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl jeans

I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do



So we branded our hearts and we toasted the stars

Getting wasted by the light of the moon

You were a two bit tramp and I was a low life lying scam

We were a bad lay coming undone burning for someone to use
[ The Rotting Strip Lyrics  ]

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