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Sandler Adam - Текст песни The Goat Song
I am a simple goat 
 I live on the back of a pick-up truck 
 The Old Man tied me here with a 3-foot rope 
 He's filled with anger, and filled with rage 
 And tells me I smell like piss 
 His drink, Jimmy Bean 
 His chaser, a bear 
 After that, various alcohols 
 That's when the beatings get so severe 
 Asleep I pray he falls 
 But don't feel sorry for me 
 Things weren't always this bad 
 Why, when I was a young talking goat 
 The Old Man was just like my dad 
 I come from the hills of Europe 
 That's where I met the Old Man 
 He was lost in the woods, I gave him directions 
 He gave me a tuna can 
 Then he stopped in his tracks 
 And he said, "Hey Goat! 
 Would you like to live with me? 
 I've got a house with a pick-up truck 
 In a place across the sea" 
 I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no family 
 You seem like a nice guy" 
 So we went off to America 
 The home of the apple pie 
 On the boat, the Old Man told me 
 I would be a present for his wife 
 "A talking goat!" he exclaimed, 
 "She'd never seen this in her life" 
 I felt so special! 
 Well, I just couldn't believe it 
 After all theses years I finally had a friend 
 He trimmed my beard 
 He scraped my hooves 
 I prayed it would never end 
 But when we got to his house 
 There was no wife 
 Only a short, short letter 
 It said: "I'm leaving you for your brother 
 Because he fucks me better" 
 His eyes filled with tears of sadness 
 His heart was filled with grief 
 To soothe himself he drank a pint of Old Granddad 
 And beat me like a side of beef 
 I screamed, "Send me back to the hills of Europe!" 
 He just shook his head and said, "Nope! 
 No one will ever leave me again 
 To make sure, put on this 3-foot fucking rope." 
 Present day, I've been on the truck for 51 years 
 My only friend is the AM radio 
 Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by 
 But it's always rocks and beer bottles they throw 
 At first they're excited to see a talking goat 
 They gather around to hear what I have to say 
 But I guess sometimes my stories go on too long 
 So they leave and giggle I need a bidet 
 But you know there was a night that I did get off the truck Sandler Adam - The Goat Song - http://ru.motolyrics.com/sandler-adam/the-goat-song-lyrics.html
 When the Old Man was passed out drunk 
 Three neighborhood kids took me to a rock 'n roll concert 
 The kind of music, old-school funk 
 It was the first time I got off the truck 
 The music made me lose control 
 The lead singer asked if we were having fun 
 I said, "Fucking crank that rock 'n roll!" 
 The women at the show were beautiful 
 As they danced sexily on the soft grass 
 One of them even petted my fur 
 Fuck me in the goat-ass! 
 Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns 
 And threw me in the mosh pit 
 They passed me around and treated me nie 
 Till I nervously sprayed them with shit 
 Then the music stopped 
 And everything was quite 
 And all the rock 'n rollers started a fucking goat-riot 
 Kill the goat! 
 Kill the goat! 
 Kill the goat! 
 Kill the goat! 
 They chased me under the bleachers 
 They chased me onto the street 
 They chased me into an alley 
 And said I was a dead fucking goat meat 
 But then I saw a sight 
 That I never thought I'd see 
 The Old Man swinging his hickory stick 
 But he wasn't swinging at me 
 "Fuck you, pot-smoking turkeys! 
 Don't you press your luck!" 
 The long hairs ran away screaming 
 As I scrambled onto the truck 
 When we got home, the Old Man said, 
 "Goat, you broke the sacred law 
 No! Please! Sorry! Shit! 
 I'll let it go this time, but if you leave again 
 I'll break your fucking jaw!" 
 Super! Great! Okay! 
 "Thank you Old Man, for saving my life 
 Thank you again and again 
 You could have let them barbecue me, 
 But you acted like a friend" 
 "I'm not your friend, I don't even like you 
 I'm just not drunk," he said 
 To prove his point, he drank a bottle of grain alcohol 
 And beat the fucking shit out of my tailbone 
 And I'll probably never walk straight again 
 I guess you'd call me a scapegoat 
 A punching bag for the Old Man to mock 
 Just because his wife left him 
 For his brother's abnormally large cock 
 He could have been my buddy 
 But instead he's a crazy old fuck 
 And, once again, I go to sleep in my eternal home 
 The back of the pick-up truck 
 Goodnight, Old Man! 
 Yeah, goodnight Goat!










