Текст песни Radio Death Song (Mark Seymour) с переводом

Spending the weekend at home

You’re never alone

The neighbours at play

You’re dreaming of paradise lost

You can’t make the cost

Of great getaways

Creatures of habit go strange

All the little routines never change

On a glorious day

You can wither away

in the sun

There’s no time to waste getting wasted

When you’re still having fun

In your bubble

You know it’s never trouble

To get nothing done

The radio plays the dead song

It drones on and on

Day after day

And just before you’re overcome

There’s work to be done

There’s no better way

Well you’re surfing the dial for the sound

Of sledgehammers breaking new ground

On a glorious day

You can wither away

In the sun

There’s no time to waste getting wasted

When you’re still having fun

In your bubble

You know it’s no trouble

To get nothing done

The dogs are barking

the cat’s in the nest

somebody loves you

you passed the test

«It's a beautiful kitchen

you been here a while?»

In the middle of nowhere

On a glorious day

You can wither away

In the sun

There’s no time to waste getting wasted

While you’re still having fun

In your bubble

You know it’s no trouble

To get nothing done

In your bubble

You know it’s no trouble

To get nothing done

In your bubble

You know it’s no trouble

To get nothing done

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