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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Zappa, Frank - Stink FootJim Gordon (drums) John Guerin (drums) Aynsley Dunbar (drums) Ralph Humphrey (drums) Jack Bruce (bass) Erroneous (bass) Tom Fowler (bass) Frank Zappa (bass, lead vocals, guitar) George Duke (keyboards, background vocals) Don "Sugar Cane" Harris (violin) Jean-Luc Ponty (violin) Ruth Underwood (percussion) Ian Underwood (saxophone) Napoleon Murphy Brock (saxophone, background vocals) Sal Marquez (trumpet) Bruce Fowler (trombone) Ray Collins (background vocals) Kerry McNabb (background vocals) Susie Glower (background vocals) Debbie (background vocals) Lynn (background vocals) Ruben Ladron De Guevara (background vocals) Robert Camarena (background vocals) In the dark Where all the fevers grow Under the watah Where the shark bubbles blow In the morning By your radio Do the walls close in to suffocate, yah You aint got no friends And all the others they hate, yah Does the life you been leading gotta go? (HMMmm?) (Well let me straighten you out) About a place I know (Get your shoes and socks on people, its right around the corner) Out through the night and the whispering breezes To the place where they keep the imaginary diseases Out through the night and the whispering breezes To the place where they keep the imaginary diseases (This has got to be the disease for you Now scientists call this disease, Brohm-a-drosis But us regular folks, who might wear tennis shoes or an occasional python boot, know this exquisite little inconvenience by the name of STINK-FOOT) You know My python boot is too tight I couldnt get it off last night A week went by And now its July I finally got it off And my girlfriend cried, YOU GOT STINK-FOOT! Stink-foot, darlin Your Stink-foot Puts a hurt on my nose Stink-foot, stink-foot, I aint lyin Can you rinse it off, do you suppose? (Here Fido, Fido, mpt, mpt, mpt, come here little puppy Bring the slippers Arf, arf, arf (C-R-A-S-H) Huhm, HAH, HAH, HAH...hmhmhm) STINK! (Well then Fido got up off the floor, and he rolled over and he looked me straight in the eye And you know what he said? "Once upon a time, somebody say to me" This is the dog talkin now "What is your, conceptual, continuity?" "Well I told em right then", Fido said "It should be easy to see "The crux of the biscuit is the apostrophe" Well you know, the man that was talking to the dog looked at the dog, and he said Sort of staring in disbelief "You cant say that" he said "It doesnt, and you cant, I wont, and it dont it hasnt, it isnt, it even aint, and it shouldnt it couldnt" He told him, "No, no, no" I told him, "Yes, yes, yes" I said, "I do it all the time Aint this boogie a mess"?) The poodle bites, the poodle chews it (Repeat + ad lib) |
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