Текст песни Dive Down (Schaffer the Darklord) с переводом

Guess who’s back, back in black

Wait wait, don’t tell me, I know this one, umm

That Jackass Cracker with the Half-assed rap

Oh, that half crap. A few months back

I caught his unfunny act, in fact I asked for my money back

I heard he had a heart attack, trapped under an avalanche

Strapped into an ambulance and crashed into a cadillac

I head he cracked his back and had a cast and that was that

But Zack says he’s back, so where is he at

I’m in the Back of the dive bar

My stars brightening like lightning

And tight like Mylar

On fire like the pilot light stove

And if I drove batman would bum a ride in my car

And tonight, I’m feeling inspired

I arrive kinda fried, now I’m wildly wired

I’m admired by fryers and liars, sighers and buyers

Who won’t retire, expire

Oo my now I’m tired

Everybody is working for the weekend and

When it comes hit the pub suds drink 'em in

Keep drinking till you see the ceiling spinning and

No blinking, no thinking, no sinking feeling and

That’s where you’ll find me, sitting alone, on my own

Playing tetris on my cellular phone

Downloading tones, and downing Corones

Dropping bones in the box, so I can rock the Ramones

Alright, it’s friday night and I might

Find a nice little sight, where I can write

By the light of a miller light sign, and I’m so alive

I like the (Night life)

That’s right (Prize Fight)

It’s on tonight

But I’m hunting for a little hole, in which I might dive

And with that we reach the end of the first verse

Should have heard the one I wrote first, it was much worse

It was all about a nurse, full of curse words

Would have been funny had laughing gas been dispersed

What ever happened to that kid that sat in the back

Writing raps on napkins

Well he’s backing next to thee

While you’re trying to find sex high on ecstasy

And he

Still scribbles rhymes. Co-prescribed in his mind

Describing the times, when he was feeling fine killing time

With a pint or nine, sometimes wine

But never drops a dime on a drink with a lime

You might find him boring, got no time for him

Ignore him, hit the dance floor and

If he isnt playing pool, then he’s taking your stool

At the bar so he Isn’t quite as far from the pouring

And he’s never making much of a scene

But he’s a pinball wizard on the touch machine

Hes got half naked ladies on the photo hunt screen

Youll never touch his high score

Know what I mean?

Have you ever seen this man at all

Maybe the bathroom stall

He stands about that tall

Hes twitching like a kitten hittin' adderall

If you see him sing and ring him

Hell be glad that you called

Were gonna dive dive, down down

Into the brink

Were goin' down down, dive dive

To get a drink

Were gonna dive dive, down down

Were gonna sink into a dive dive, down down

(Hey! Hey! Hey!)

Wow!

How you like me now

One chorus down, how did the performance of it sound

I guess I must’ve said that out loud

Because some clown turned around and frowned just now (Sorry!)

Where was I

Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn’t funny was he, was he?

I’ll take that out that wasn’t funny

How 'bout a bit about money, guts and honey

Thats under chapter number one in Crappy Raps for Dummies

Oh no

You know that I won’t go

Down that old trap, for those who rap in slow-mo

So, oh, there I go, wait where was I going with this

I dont know

Oh, yea girl, that pussy’s fine

And I, wait

Was that last line really in my rhyme?

Here let me rewind

(that pussy’s fine)

Right, like in feline

Cuz im a catman Batman

Swear that it was innocent

Just a little synonym, I didn’t mean to be explicit

And it isnt just dicken tryna kill a minute

Quit, with the spinnin' in the middle and a zim-a-nin

Time is a wastin' and I might do a shot and chase a

Grammar rhyme pitching facin'

Half the pages im erasin'

Step outside and now im pacin'

Bracing for the self of facing

Now the second chorus is so close that I can taste it

Were gonna dive dive, down down

Into the brink

Were goin' down down, dive dive

To get a drink

Were gonna dive dive, down down

Were gonna sink into a dive dive, down down

(Breakdown) thats where the bass drops

(Takedown) thats where the game stops

(Shakedown) often takes 8 cops

(Stakedown) to support your tent props

(Downtown) try to find a good bar

(Uptown) oh no thats too far

(Backdown) with the fella in the yellow car

(Downtown) at the bottom here we are

I got one last verse, one last chance

To pass a handful of words past and get you to dance

While I, fight my urges to laugh at your pants

If by chance that happens man thats only «happen» stance

So shake it, grab your leg and take it

Twist it, twirl it

Girl just brake it

Make it look like you dont fake it

Mix it, grease it

Weigh it, bake it

And who, cares, who

Looking when your cooking

With your crooked little book-a-nooken

They, might, see

Little bit of stirdle in the middle of your chin’le nipple

Shine, that, light

Back into the eyes of all the guys besides with ties and lice and

Thats, when, i’ll

Gather up my racks and pay my tab and might slip out the back

Alright, it’s friday night and I might

Find a nice little sight, where I can write

By the light of a miller light sign, and I’m so alive

I like the (Night life)

That’s right (Prize Fight)

It’s on tonight

But I’m hunting for a little hole, in which I might dive

Were gonna dive dive, down down

Into the brink

Were goin' down down, dive dive

To get a drink

Were gonna dive dive, down down

Were gonna sink into a dive dive, down down (hey hey hey)

«Thanks alot. Everybody boo’s me at once.»