Текст (слова) песни: C.W. Mccall - Ratchetjaw

(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

YEE-HAW! Merciful sakes alive! You wanna be one a` them CBers, you gonna learn how to ratchetjaw! Pay attention now; I`m only gonna explain it to ya once.

You gotta go runnin` amuck in a pick-`em-up truck
With one a` those fancy sidebands?
Get four-on-the-floor and two on the door
Get a power mike in yer jaw-hand
Prepare to strike when ya key the mike
`Cause ya never know who`s a-listenin`
Some clown insists on a 10-36
This here`s what you give `im:

"Four, good buddy, I made me a study
An` I figger it`s the dark a` the moon, son
It`s half-past spring an` a quarter ta fall
An` the big hand`s a-settin` on noon, son
Now if the fish don`t bite and the almanac`s right
And the groundhog sees his shadow
A 10-36 goes tick-tock-tick."
And that`s what I call ratchetjaw!

Gotta git ya a base, out there at yer place
With a forty-foot pole on the chimney
With a thousand watts in yer flowerpots
And a ree-mote line in the biffy
If ya feel a twitch when ya throw the switch
Ya gonna dim all the lights in Wichita
Gonna send out a wave ta make the government rave
And this here`s whatcha tell `em all:

"Yeah, four, good buddy, yer comin` in cruddy
But yer walkin` right through my wall, boy
Yer carrier`s cool, you makin` me drool
You were definitely battin` my ball, boy
You hittin` me round about fifteen pound
You cut me up like a bandsaw
But what the heck, it`s just a radio check."
And that there`s how to ratchetjaw

[CB conversations. They`re overlaid, as if you`re listening to a party line.]

[Woman`s voice] Breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker. We lookin` for that one Buffalo Roy out there. Buffalo Roy, what`s your twenty? Where are you anyway, Buffalo Roy? Are you out there? Come on in there, Buffalo Roy. 10-4.

[Man`s voice] Lissen, you. Shut up on all them breakers. One breaker`s enough. [words missing]...channel all the time. Can`t hear a damn thing anybody`s sayin`.

[C.W.] Buffalo Roy? That`s a dumb handle.

Wanna feel some pain? Just turn up yer gain
Get a fearful earful a` garbage
Ta suppress a belch, just hit yer squelch
You can cut out all the carnage
You wanna have fun, you son-of-a-guns
Just get on the press-ta-talk switch
You gonna amuse `em an` really confuse `em
With a little ol` thing called ratchetjaw

Yeah, let them suckers think yer a trucker
Say stuff they can`t understand, son
Just bounce up-an`-down while yer toolin` around
Gonna sound like a truck-drivin` man, son
Just tell yer beaver that you gonna leave `er
You catch her on the bounce-around
If she comes back with a smart-off crack
Say "X-Y-L, it`s show-an`-tell. We definitely got us to go now.
Keep yer pants on honey, hang onto the money
Yer X-Y-M`s gotta blow now
Eighty-eight, thirds, and feed my bird
An` all them numbers upon ya all
If speed don`t kill, then CB will."
And that`s what I call ratchetjaw

[More CB conversations.]

Breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, [repeated almost ad infinitum, punctuated by bouts of laughter]

[Man`s voice. Begins deep, slowly rising to Shirley and Squirrely squeakiness.] Yeah, 10-4, we got ya, breaker. Come back on that? Say, what kind a`... s`not? some kind a` cotton-pickin`... you puttin` me on, aren`t cha? Yeah, you puttin` me on, aren`t cha? [Laughter] 10-4. 10-4.

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And that`s what I call ratchetjaw! Gotta git ya a base, out there at yer place With a forty-foot pole on the chimney With a thousand watts in yer flowerpots And a ree-mote line in the biffy If ya feel a twitch when ya throw the switch Ya gonna dim all the lights in Wichita Gonna send out a wave ta make the government rave And this here`s whatcha tell `em all: "Yeah, four, good buddy, yer comin` in cruddy But yer walkin` right through my wall, boy Yer carrier`s cool, you makin` me drool You were definitely battin` my ball, boy You hittin` me round about fifteen pound You cut me up like a bandsaw But what the heck, it`s just a radio check." And that there`s how to ratchetjaw [CB conversations. They`re overlaid, as if you`re listening to a party line.] [Woman`s voice] Breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker. We lookin` for that one Buffalo Roy out there. Buffalo Roy, what`s your twenty? Where are you anyway, Buffalo Roy? Are you out there? Come on in there, Buffalo Roy. 10-4. [Man`s voice] Lissen, you. Shut up on all them breakers. One breaker`s enough. [words missing]...channel all the time. Can`t hear a damn thing anybody`s sayin`. [C.W.] Buffalo Roy? That`s a dumb handle. Wanna feel some pain? Just turn up yer gain Get a fearful earful a` garbage Ta suppress a belch, just hit yer squelch You can cut out all the carnage You wanna have fun, you son-of-a-guns Just get on the press-ta-talk switch You gonna amuse `em an` really confuse `em With a little ol` thing called ratchetjaw Yeah, let them suckers think yer a trucker Say stuff they can`t understand, son Just bounce up-an`-down while yer toolin` around Gonna sound like a truck-drivin` man, son Just tell yer beaver that you gonna leave `er You catch her on the bounce-around If she comes back with a smart-off crack Say "X-Y-L, it`s show-an`-tell. We definitely got us to go now. Keep yer pants on honey, hang onto the money Yer X-Y-M`s gotta blow now Eighty-eight, thirds, and feed my bird An` all them numbers upon ya all If speed don`t kill, then CB will." And that`s what I call ratchetjaw [More CB conversations.] Breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, [repeated almost ad infinitum, punctuated by bouts of laughter] [Man`s voice. Begins deep, slowly rising to Shirley and Squirrely squeakiness.] Yeah, 10-4, we got ya, breaker. Come back on that? Say, what kind a`... s`not? some kind a` cotton-pickin`... you puttin` me on, aren`t cha? Yeah, you puttin` me on, aren`t cha? [Laughter] 10-4. 10-4. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Ratchetjaw: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/12478.html Все тексты песен: C.W. Mccall » C.W. Mccall - Roy » C.W. Mccall - Riverside Slide » C.W. Mccall - Super Slab Showdown » C.W. Mccall - Crispy Critters » C.W. Mccall - The Battle of New Orleans » C.W. Mccall - Nishnabotna » C.W. 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