Текст песни Minor Stab (Andrew Bird) с переводом

Somepeople was an angry thin-skinned man

Couldn’t get along with his one man band

Quarter stick rocket and nails in his pocket

And a crying shame Somepeople is his name

Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople

What an unfortunate name

Some people have the low down notion that he is the one to blame

He used to take the train from old Montparnasse to Madrid

Hustles up a little under fifty quid

Underneath the shell is an angry fire

But who’s the first to jump on the pyre

Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople

What an unfortunate name

Some people have the low down notion he is the one to blame.

Some people like to bake a honey coiled ham

Some people like to roast a leg of lamb

Some people have a complicated coat to mend

We’ll all be milking goats in the end

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