Текст песни Marilyn Manson TPE' 2015 - Cupid Carries A Gun
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[Hook:] [Хук:] Pound me the witch drums, witch drums Бейте для меня в ведьмины барабаны, ведьмины барабаны. Pound me the witch drums Бейте для меня в ведьмины барабаны. Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums Бейте для меня в ведьмины барабаны, ведьмины барабаны. Better pray for hell, not hallelujah Вместо "аллилуйя" лучше молитесь об аде. [Verse 1:] [1 куплет:] I'm the curled up fists Я – сжатые кулаки, Dead and hardened spiders Мёртвые и окоченевшие пауки, Like two mangled crowns Словно две искорёженные короны On the white heads of the meanest coiled snakes На белых головах гадких свернувшихся в клубок змей. Folks say that I Люди говорят, Look like Death Что я похож на Смерть, Lived in the hotel of my eyes Живущую в отеле моих глаз. Blinds wide open like a whore Шоры распахнуты, словно ш**ха, Painted in spit from that hearse between her thighs Оплёванная с катафалка между её бёдер. [Chorus:] [Припев:] Keep your halos tight Держите свои нимбы крепче. I'm your god or your guardian Я ваш Бог или ваш страж. Keep your halo tight Держите ваш нимб крепче. One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine Одна рука на спусковом крючке, другая – в моей руке, Because now Потому что теперь Cupid carries a gun У Купидона пушка. Now, now Теперь, теперь Cupid, Cupid carries a gun У Купидона, у Купидона пушка. [Hook:] [Хук:] Pound me the witch drums, witch drums Бейте для меня в ведьмины барабаны, ведьмины барабаны. Pound me the witch drums Бейте для меня в ведьмины барабаны. Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums Бейте для меня в ведьмины барабаны, ведьмины барабаны. Better pray for hell, not hallelujah Вместо "аллилуйя" лучше молитесь об аде. |
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[Hook:]
[Hook:]
Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
Beat the witch drums for me, the witch drums.
Pound me the witch drums
Beat the witch drums for me.
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Beat the witch drums for me, the witch drums.
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Instead of hallelujah, pray for hell.
[Verse 1:]
[Verse 1:]
I'm the curled up fists
I am clenched fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Dead and numb spiders
Like two mangled crowns
Like two twisted crowns
On the white heads of the meanest coiled snakes
On the white heads of nasty snakes coiled up.
Folks say that I
People says,
Look like death
What do I look like Death,
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Living in the hotel of my eyes.
Blinds wide open like a whore
The blinders are wide open like sh ** ha
Painted in spit from that hearse between her thighs
Spattered with a hearse between her thighs.
[Chorus:]
[Chorus:]
Keep your halos tight
Keep your halos tight.
I'm your god or your guardian
I am your God or your guard.
Keep your halo tight
Hold your halo tight.
One hand on the trigger
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in my hand,
Because now
Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Cupid has a gun.
Now, now
Now now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun
Cupid, Cupid's gun.
[Hook:]
[Hook:]
Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
Beat the witch drums for me, the witch drums.
Pound me the witch drums
Beat the witch drums for me.
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Beat the witch drums for me, the witch drums.
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Instead of hallelujah, pray for hell.
