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Текст (слова) песни: Randy Newman - Christmas In Capetown



Every night
In Jungletown
All the boogies in the street
Radios turned up very loud
Playin` Dancing Queen
They love our music

This English girl from the North somewhere
Is stayin` with me at my place
Drinkin` up all my beer
Talkin` about the poor niggers all the time
It`s a real disgrace, she says
I tell her, Darling, don`t talk about things
you don`t understand
I tell her, Darling, don`t talk about something
you don`t know anything about
I tell her, Darling, if you don`t like it here
go back to your own miserable country

It`s Christmas in Cape Town but it ain`t the same
Oh, the boys on the beach are still blowin`
And the summer wind still kicks the clouds around

You know my little brother, babe
Well, he works out at the diamond mine
I drove him out there at five this mornin`
The niggers were waitin` in a big long line
You know those big old lunch pails they carry, man
With a picture of Star Wars painted on the side
They were starin` at us real hard with
their big ugly yellow eyes
You could feel it
You could feel it

It`s Christmas in Cape Town but it ain`t the same
The stores are open all the time
And little kids on skateboards cut in and out of the crowd
And the Christmas lights still shine
Myself, I don`t like to drink the way
I used to, man, you know
It don`t seem to get me high
And the beer don`t taste the way it
ought to taste somehow
And I don`t know why

Don`t talk to me about the planes
Man, I`ve heard it
Just take a look around
What are we gonna do, blow up
the whole damn country?

It`s Christmas in Cape Town
It`s Christmas in Cape Town
It`s Christmas in Cape Town

 

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