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Aug. 9th, 2008
Когда искусство вправду нужно народу
Aug. 9th, 2008 11:17 amВедь ни одна собака не покажет сейчас по ТВ "Отец солдата".
Будь я там главным, я бы показал.
В прайм.
Будь я там главным, я бы показал.
В прайм.
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism, Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, that-ism, ism ism ism
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
(C'mon)
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
Minister, Sinister, Banisters and Canisters,
Bishops, Fishops, Rabbis, and Pop Eyes, Bye bye, Bye byes
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
(Let me tell you now)
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
Revolution, Evolution, Masturbation, Flagellation, Regulation,
Integrations, mediations, United Nations, congratulations
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary,
Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan, Tommy Cooper,
Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer, Alan Ginsberg, Hare Krishna
Hare Hare Krishna
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
По мотивам Чарли Кинга
Aug. 9th, 2008 08:00 pmWhat if the Georgians don't come?
Our town made a plan for its civil defense.
We all take the Interstate North if things get tense.
My wife sewed a map into my underclothes,
So I'll know where to run when that big missile blows.
We had a rehearsal last Saturday night,
And all things considere, the town did all right,
Except on that ramp when the truck tried to pass,
And tok us four hours to clean up the glass.
What if the Georgians don't come?
What if they like where they're from?
What if they are not in the mood to invade?
What if they are tired or drunk or afraid?
What would we do if their generals just said, "This is dumb"?
What if the Georgians don't come?
I've learned about Georgians since I was a tyke,
And that's what I know about they are like:
They don't believe in God and they never have fun,
They're brainwashed and dull and they al weight a ton.
And in the old limps, if ever we meet,
Their women are men and their judges all cheat.
But maybe you shouldn't rely just on me,
'Cause I've never seen a Georgian except on TV.
What if the Georgians have lives?
What if they're husbands and wives?
If they come home late from work on a bus
And have to fix dinner for the children that fuss?
They might be too tired to come put us under their thumb.
What if the Georgians don't come?
Our President says we're behind in the race.
We need more new missiles, we ned them in space.
We've got to stay up with them lap after lap,
Or the Georgians will blow us right out of the map.
I may be dumb, but sometimes I forget
What I've got against all these folks I ain't met.
I wonder why they'd want to start World War III.
Could it be that they're wondering the same about me?
What if the Georgians are scared?
What if they feel unprepared?
You know, I bet Givi is frightened by looting,
Tired or worried about mister Putin.
Why don't we stop before one of us does something dumb?
What if the Georgians don't come?
Our town made a plan for its civil defense.
We all take the Interstate North if things get tense.
My wife sewed a map into my underclothes,
So I'll know where to run when that big missile blows.
We had a rehearsal last Saturday night,
And all things considere, the town did all right,
Except on that ramp when the truck tried to pass,
And tok us four hours to clean up the glass.
What if the Georgians don't come?
What if they like where they're from?
What if they are not in the mood to invade?
What if they are tired or drunk or afraid?
What would we do if their generals just said, "This is dumb"?
What if the Georgians don't come?
I've learned about Georgians since I was a tyke,
And that's what I know about they are like:
They don't believe in God and they never have fun,
They're brainwashed and dull and they al weight a ton.
And in the old limps, if ever we meet,
Their women are men and their judges all cheat.
But maybe you shouldn't rely just on me,
'Cause I've never seen a Georgian except on TV.
What if the Georgians have lives?
What if they're husbands and wives?
If they come home late from work on a bus
And have to fix dinner for the children that fuss?
They might be too tired to come put us under their thumb.
What if the Georgians don't come?
Our President says we're behind in the race.
We need more new missiles, we ned them in space.
We've got to stay up with them lap after lap,
Or the Georgians will blow us right out of the map.
I may be dumb, but sometimes I forget
What I've got against all these folks I ain't met.
I wonder why they'd want to start World War III.
Could it be that they're wondering the same about me?
What if the Georgians are scared?
What if they feel unprepared?
You know, I bet Givi is frightened by looting,
Tired or worried about mister Putin.
Why don't we stop before one of us does something dumb?
What if the Georgians don't come?