Текст песни Grand Budapest (Wordsplayed & Weathrman) с переводом

If it was '98 I’d design the Tommy boy

But now I’m in your state makin' sales like I’m Tommy Boy

Holy schnike, we rock the Nike’s with the corduroys

Call em Sufjan like man let’s make another lllinois

Derek Jeter, senorita, Aquafina, ballerina

Pay the meter now or later

Run for cover oh your mother woah

Ya

It’s just the way I feel

Sometimes I need to chill

So pass the chamomile

And let me pay the bill

In 1989 Holly hit the hammer time

Used to date a friend of mine then she married Frankenstein

If it was '99 I’d sign to So So Def

On my way hold your breath

Be my guest I look stressed

Oh no (oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no)

My mother blinked in the photo (photo, photo, photo, photo)

Holly was crying in the bathroom (bathroom, bathroom, bathroom, bathroom)

I guess I should be less rude (less rude, less rude, less rude, less rude)

Holy moly, Mick Foley, rice-a-roni rigatoni

New York Yankees on my Sony

Beat the Mets take the trophy woah

I missed what you said

Sometimes I’m in my head

Let’s put the kids to bed

Then paint the ceiling red

Derek Jeter, senorita, Aquafina, ballerina

Pay the meter now or later

Run for cover oh your mother woah

Ya

It’s just the way I feel

Sometimes I need to chill

So pass the chamomile

And let me pay the bill