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Jim Carroll - Catholic Boy
Catholic Boy
Tekst dodał(a): marcin
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Tłumaczenie dodał(a): AnarchyForPeace
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Teledysk dodał(a): Kaziuk19
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I was born in a pool, they made my mother stand
And I spat on that surgeon and his trembling hand
When I felt the light I was worse than bored
I stole the doctor's scalpel and I slit the cord
I was a Catholic boy
I was redeemed through pain
Not through joy
I was two months early, they put me under glass
I screamed and cursed at children when their nurses passed
I was convicted of theft as I slipped from the womb
They led me straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs
I was a Catholic boy
I was redeemed through pain
Not through joy
They starved me for weeks, they thought they'd teach me fear
I fed on cellmates' dreams, it gave me fine ideas
When they cut me loose, the time had served me well
I made allies in heaven, I made comrades in hell
I was a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild
I make angels dance and drop to their knees
When I enter a church the feet of statues bleed
I understand the fate of all my enemies
Just like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane
I was a Catholic boy
I was redeemed through pain
An not through joy
I watched the sweetest psalm stolen by our choir
I dreamed of martyrs' bones hanging from a wire
I make a contribution, I get absolution
I make a resolution to purify my soul
I'm a Catholic boy
Redeemed through pain
Not through joy
And they can't touch me now
I got every sacrament behind me
I got baptism, I got penance
I got communion, I got extreme unction
Man, I've got confirmation
I was a Catholic boy
Redeemed through pain
And not through joy
And now I'm a Catholic man
I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can
And I spat on that surgeon and his trembling hand
When I felt the light I was worse than bored
I stole the doctor's scalpel and I slit the cord
I was a Catholic boy
I was redeemed through pain
Not through joy
I was two months early, they put me under glass
I screamed and cursed at children when their nurses passed
I was convicted of theft as I slipped from the womb
They led me straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs
I was a Catholic boy
I was redeemed through pain
Not through joy
They starved me for weeks, they thought they'd teach me fear
I fed on cellmates' dreams, it gave me fine ideas
When they cut me loose, the time had served me well
I made allies in heaven, I made comrades in hell
I was a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild
I make angels dance and drop to their knees
When I enter a church the feet of statues bleed
I understand the fate of all my enemies
Just like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane
I was a Catholic boy
I was redeemed through pain
An not through joy
I watched the sweetest psalm stolen by our choir
I dreamed of martyrs' bones hanging from a wire
I make a contribution, I get absolution
I make a resolution to purify my soul
I'm a Catholic boy
Redeemed through pain
Not through joy
And they can't touch me now
I got every sacrament behind me
I got baptism, I got penance
I got communion, I got extreme unction
Man, I've got confirmation
I was a Catholic boy
Redeemed through pain
And not through joy
And now I'm a Catholic man
I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can
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| Tekst: |
Jim Carroll Edytuj metrykę |
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| Wykonanie oryginalne: |
The Jim Carroll Band |
| Płyty: |
Catholic Boy |
| Ciekawostki: |
Piosenka została wykorzystana w filmie "Przetrwać w Nowym Yorku" |
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