Представляем точный текст композиции "This Is Not Hell" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jimmies Chicken Shack . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «This Is Not Hell» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jimmies Chicken Shack передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jimmies Chicken Shack - "This Is Not Hell"
Lyrics to This Is Not Hell : If this is hell... Well thats fine with me. All of the wonder presumably happily eager to follow the fool thats got into the head.. of me. We dont have any doubt. Were out there making friends. Unconciously rolling through meanings from pollings the answers are meaner sometimes than the means to our ends. So this is hell. What else could it be' Bask in the glories of glorified stories of a basket case who has just broken himself from the weave. We are not making sense. Who really cares just how we feel' Infantile ramblings of penniless gamblings a fist full of hands swinging clubs at our new baby zeal. Yeah right. You think this is hell. Would you care to bet' Capture the beauty of domestic duty; the hampers are full and our laundrys perpetually wet. Think about traveling south, find the right something you might have left. Endless the road wish your past to explode, actions remain base but intentions in treble clef. Yeah right. This is not hell. This is purgatory. Caught here in limbo I.Q. of a dim bulb, how many gods does it take, to screw in the likes.. of me. Youd think one day that I might learn, stare in the light and you cannot see, Ive opened my doors of perceptions and cant get them shut, now I feel fucked, for, free, Everyday.. Yeah, yeah I feel fucked, for, free, Everyday.. Yeah, yeah were all fucked. I left my brain inside of my other head. You dont impress me, dont depress me, dont supress me, just get undressed. I left my brain inside of my other head. The teachers test me, my father blessed me, the pigs arrest me, I get upset. I left my brain inside of my other head. You dont impress me, dont depress me, dont supress me, just undress me, the teachers test me, my father blessed me, the pigs arrest me, I get upset. Boo Hoo. [ This Is Not Hell Lyrics ]
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