Исполнитель: Fear Of Flying

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Песня: Hunger Strike
The clock ticks, I'm sitting in my chair,
The steam grows, I can't help but stare.
There is a perculiar smell wafting through the air.
I came round for dinner at your house,
Your mum stood cooking in her blouse,
I sat at the table, quiet as a mouse.

I'm a man of many tastes,
Won't let the good stuff go to waste.
I'll always try my best,
Can't swallow what I detest.

Then I got home from work at nine,
It was a satisfying day, it was fine,
But then his life stopped,
He sits down to die.
Supper time, my hands start to shake,
Is this really my fate?
I can't believe what I'm seeing on my plate.

I'm a man of many tastes,
Won't let the good stuff go to waste.
I'll always try my best,
Can't swallow what I detest.

I'm a man of many tastes,
Won't let the good stuff go to waste.
I'll always try my best,
Can't swallow what I detest.

Do you think that I'm insane?
Give me a kiss, Lorraine.
I'll say "no thank-you, ma'am,
I'll have bread and jam,
Red meat is overcooked,
I guess I'll huddle in the serviette
That reeks, the cheese, it smells like feet,
I don't wanna die after I eat."

I'm a man of many tastes,
Won't let the good stuff go to waste.
I'll always try my best,
Can't swallow what I detest.

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Часы тикают, я сижу на кресле,
Пар густеет, я не могу не таращиться,
Странный запах плывёт в воздухе,
Я пришел на ужин к тебе домой,
Твоя мама стояла и готовила в своей блузке,
Я тихо, как мышь, сидел за столом

Я парень всеядный,..... [открыть перевод]

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