The Smiths


 

Please, please, please, let me get what I want

Good times for a change
See, the luck Ive had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time

Havent had a dream in a long time
See, the life Ive had
Can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time
 

The Headmaster Ritual

Belligerent ghouls
Run manchester schools

Spineless swines
Cemented minds

Sir leads the troops
Jealous of youth
Same old suit since 1962

He does the military two-step
Down the nape of my neck

I wanna go home
I dont wanna stay
Give up education
As a bad mistake

Mid-week on the playing fields
Sir thwacks you on the knees

Knees you in the groin
Elbow in the face
Bruises bigger than dinner plates

I wanna go home
I dont wanna stay

Da-da-da ...

Belligerent ghouls
Run manchester schools

Spineless bastards all ...

Sir leads the troops
Jealous of youth
Same old jokes since 1902

He does the military two-step
Down the nape of my neck

I wanna go home
I dont want to stay
Give up life
As a bad mistake

Please excuse me from gym
Ive got this terrible cold coming on
He grabs and devours
He kicks me in the showers
Kicks me in the showers
And he grabs and devours

I want to go home
I dont want to stay...

Da-da-da ...
 
 

Il rituale del preside (*)

Spiriti bellicosi
Vagano per le scuole di Manchester
 
Animali senza spina dorsale
Menti cementificate
 
Il preside è «in testa» alle truppe
geloso della gioventù
la stessa vecchia uniforme dal 1962
 
Lui tiene il ritmo della marcia militare a due passi
da dietro il mio collo
 
Voglio andare a casa
Non voglio continuare
ad avere un'educazione
come se fosse un cattivo errore
 
In mezzo alla settimana sui campi da gioco
Il preside ti bastona sulle ginocchia
 
Ginocchiate nelle costole
Gomitate in faccia
Lividi più grandi dei piatti della cena
 
Voglio andare a casa
Non voglio restare
 
da da da...
 
Spiriti bellicosi
Vagano per le scuole di manchester
 
Tutti bastatrdi senza spina dorsale

(*) traduzione  di Tania Viduatto
 


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