Now, we're up to our long-distance dedication. And this one is about
Kids, and pets, and a situation that we can all understand, whether we have
Kids or pets or neither. It's from a man in Cincinatti, Ohio. And here's
What he writes:
Dear Casey, This may seem to be a strange dedication request, but
I'm quite sincere, and it'll mean a lot if you play it. Recently, there was
A death in our family. He was a little dog named Snuggles. But he was most
Certainly a part of--
let's come, start again. From comin' out of the record. Play the
Record, okay? Please...
...get on the frequency that I'm on, ya dumb son of a bitch!
That's the letter U, and the numeral 2. The four-man band features Adam
Clayton on bass, Larry Mullen on drums, Dave Evans, nicknamed "The Edge", on --
This is bullshit! Nobody cares! These guys are from England, and who gives a
Shit? (Oh... yeah...)
Just a lot of waste, names that don't mean diddly-shit! (Aye, for sure,
For sure, you guys don't know where he's at, you don't know shit about)
This is bullshit this is bullshit (sounds like he's portable, too)
Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? (yeah, it is close)
Diddly-shit diddly-shit diddly-shit diddly-shit .... (yeah.. damn
Right) Nobody cares! (getting stronger all the time here)
Snuggles. (yeah) Snuggles. (oh yeah) Snuggles. (oh yeah, okay)
He was a little dog named Snuggles.
This is American Top Furty... This is American Top 40. This is
Bullshit! (...can't get a hold of me, ya little fuckin' twerp
Cocksucker ... FUCK YOU!!!)
(when we find you, we want your blood)
Here we go with the shit, tryin' to find him, ooh when we find
Him, you guys have a fuckin' ?? ... you couldn't find your fuckin' asshole
If your fuckin' butt wasn't connected to it! ... Bunch of fuckin' white-ass
Honkies... you can't find shit, stupid bastards...
I wanna meet you ... but I don't think you've got the fuckin'
Balls
You haven't found anybody, anywhere, anytime
You never have given out his correct address, his fuckin' right-on
Description, or a car, or nothin'. You got some fuckin' bullshit info Heh.
You haven't done shit with 'em
We didn't find you yet? We really didn't find you the first time?
When was the first time, huh? When was the first time?
You never give out his address, or what he looks like, and his
Car, and all that fuckin' information. Goddamn, you got somebody there, I
Don't know who, but go ahead, give all that shit out, why don't you go over
There and knock on his fuckin' door man, ya, ya think you know where he's
At and all this shit
When you come out of those up-tempo goddamn numbers, man, it's
Impossible to make those transitions... and then ya gotta go into somebody
Dying...
Goddammit if we can't come out of a slow record, I don't understand
It...
Why are we doing these instrumentals too, cause we got 'em?
I don't understand it. (This is also nothing new.)
I don't understand it. (This is also nothing new.)
I don't understand it. (... you cocksucker!!)
I think that people read more into the music that's really there.
Will somebody find out the goddamn answer?
In the 50's, they considered it vulgar and despicable to have songs
Like "Teach Me Tonight", "Let's Do It" by Cole Porter... "All of You" by
Cole Porter, those were considered euphemisms for something dirty.
Who gives a shit?
Some vulgar, dirty act.
Diddly-shit
The Kingston Trio sang a song (Texts of songs ) that used the word "damn". It was
Banned on the radio.
Goddammit...
In the 60's, there was a song (Texts of songs ) called "Louie Louie" (goddammit)
Played upside back (goddammit) every way they could play it, looking for
The dirty message (goddammit) they never found the dirty message ... the
FCC was brought in.
Oh fuck!
Uh, in the 70's, people went through the same period; looking for
The dirtiness of songs.
SATAN!! HAIL SATAN!!!
I... I.. I.. I really don't think that the Satanic message is there
(Go on, fuckin' find him, man) Snuggles.
Be prepared to meet your maker (fuck!) I'm after your ass, boy.
???????
Snuggles.
Definitely. Meet me at Morley's ... I'll personally meet you.
(Fuck!) You'll see me (Snuggles.) I'll be wearin' a red and white baseball
Cap, says ABC Auto Parts on it. (Okay) Can't miss me, son. (Okay)
Oh, sounds like a real fancy dresser now, doesn't he? (Okay)
I'm gonna whup your fuckin' ass.
Okay, I want a goddamn concerted effort to come out of a record that
Isn't a fucking up-tempo record everytime I do a goddamn DEATH dedication!
It's the last goddamn time, I want SOMEBODY use his fuckin' brain, to not
Come out of a goddamn record that is uh, that that's up-tempo and I gotta
Talk about a fuckin' dog dying!!!
(???) (super shithead again) (who knows, you might be ... town)
Whoah, this is fuckin' PONDEROUS, man. Ponderous, fuckin'
PONDEROUS. (Eat shit and die, Richard)
This is American Top Furty... right here on the radio station you
Grew up with, Music Radio 138, oh fuck!
Oh, fuck you, Liz
Well fuck you too, Richard
Fuck you, Liz!
Fuck you too, Richard
Aah, you'd love to, wouldn't ya?
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