Flying Bikes over Mersey Bank (Explicit)歌词由Mike Garry&The Cassia String Quartet演唱,出自专辑《Handwritten Miracles (Explicit)》,下面是《Flying Bikes over Mersey Bank (Explicit)》完整版歌词!
Flying Bikes over Mersey Bank (Explicit)歌词完整版
This place is warm
This place is dark
And this area of land
Is like an enormous park
Without the swings the slides
The somersaults or Mars Bars
No canoodling teenagers
No dumped XR3 cars
Crown Green bowlers
Are laid out underground
Under the green
All their bones can be found
And a pointed building
Is strategically placed
At the end of the driveway
Beyond large green gates
Big black Bentley transport
What appear to be gentry
Stood in twos they form a queue
Like dominoes to a pew
And listen to the kind words
From a man who speaks kindly of everyone
But knows no one
And then they'll walk real
Slow to a hole in the ground
And they'll finally lower
Their loved ones down
Meanwhile Charlie's safe in the car park
His mountain bike's hidden
In the bushes where it's dark
He's been picking locks
He's been smashing windows
Nicking handbags
Jackets and Blaupunct stereos
Brande new C.D. players
And old cassettes of Leo Sayer
And he'll go when he'S
Has finally filled up his bags
With articles known to others as swag
But to thirteen-year-old
Charlie it's his bread and butter
Doesn't go to school
Because of his stutter
But then back on his bike Charlie'll go
In the direction of Maitland Road
And he's pedaling so fast
He can't be late
On his deliveries
To the Merseybank estate
Oh, Merseybank, go in a tank
Cos Charlie will flatten
You on his way to the bank
And the bank in Merseybank
Is a fence called Frank
Known locally as Nat West Frank
So, Charlie arrives at Franks
With his bag full of swag
And they haggle over prices in pounds
Dollars and skag
And they argue and curse
Each other into the night
A child of thirteen
And a man of fifty five
Charlie leaves Franks pockets
Bulging with money
Laughing and giggling
He thinks everything's so funny
Cos he's stoned from the skunk
Frank's just provided
In an effort to make
Charlie lower his prices
Half-tripping he takes
A ride around Chorlton marina
And he thinks of times
That the grass was much greener
The water much cleaner
When his dad was consolable
And his mum was sober
And big brother carried
Him everywhere on his back
Instead of the constant
Kicks and cracks
When school was just fun
And bulging joy
Chasing girls, climbing
Trees and nicking toys
But then, Charlie skins up
One for the road
And amidst the wildlife the foxes
The people and the toads
He dreams of a world not far
From this madness
He dreams of a place
He does all of his business
The peaceful place
Where it's warm and it's dark
But his thoughts go beyond
The car park
And he longs be there
And be free from all the pain
Of a life growing up
On the Merseybank estate
Charlie stands up, jumps
On his bike Pedals down
The hill and along the jetty
Tears of joy in his eyes
& his palms all sweaty
Then, up in the air
A boy and his bike
He is putting an end
To his miserable life
A loud splash
And Charlie lies
At the bottom of the pond
Smiling happily
Problems all gone