Не знаю, как называется сей феномен, но он мне очень нравится. Посоветуйте, пожалуйста, песен с сюжетом. Желательно, не менестрелей. Как тут, например:

Monday the twenty-sixth of March
The patient's passing seizures are becoming more pronounced by the day
The underlying cause
Seems to be some slow progressive decay
If I don't find a cure
I fear my patient must surely fade away
But I swear
I'll apply my science
To the cause
Brooking no defiance
I'll deliver her from this malady
She'll dance again
And I'll never forget when we first were courting
And she faced me, and her eyes were gleaming
In the moonlight, and she spoke so sweetly

Don't let me go, my darling
Hold me safely 'til the morning
Promise, when the lights are fading
You'll save me.

Tuesday the seventeenth of May
A worrying symptom has reared its head this week
She's been bedbound for a month
And now the patient is no longer able to speak
She tries to utter sounds
But the grip of the illness is strong and the patient is weak
On the bed, in a cold sweat
Like a corpse, but she'll live yet
When I find the cure, I can surely promise
She'll laugh again
As she did on our wedding day
When we danced, and laughed the world away
Even now I can hear her say

Don't let me go...

Sunday the twenty-third of June
The patient no longer responds to stimuli of any kind
She's now my only charge
I clothe her and feed her, and nightly I read by her side
For though she's paralysed
I know that inside there must still be a functioning mind
Neatly laid on the bedsheet
I can still hear her fading heart-beat
I'll keep her stable and continue my research
She'll smile again
And I must bring her back to me
In her eyes I can see the gleam
In my mind I can hear her pleading

Don't let me go...

Tuesday the eighteenth of July
My latest apparatus is the only thing that's keeping her alive
I had to stop her heart
The mechanical replacement will ensure the other organs will survive
Her body is destroyed
But what nature has neglected the fruit of modern science shall provide
And I've broken every code of practice
But for my love I'd shift the planet's axis
She'll return to me when she's been repaired
She'll live again
And I swear I can see the gleam
In her eyes amidst the new machines
And at night I can hear her whisper

Don't let me go...

Verdigris Patina was a peaceful little town
The home of Wilbur Redpot, finest coppersmith around
He was famous for his products, as they sold extremely well
Competitors were livid as their business income fell
Now, Alexander Copperplate, a man from out of town,
Declared his gang was coming soon to shoot poor Wilbur down
The town was in a panic, they knew something should be done
And they had till morning sun!

So saddle up your steam-bike and put your goggles on
We've got to be prepared or else we'll all be dead by dawn
Copperplate is coming and his eyes are seeing red,
And he's after Wilbur's head!

The townsfolk got together and they figured out a plan
They knew they'd have to do their best to save their fellow man
And, though they had no weapons, they all had a lot of brains:
They'd build machines to leave their villain in a world of pain
So Wilbur brought the copper, old Frank supplied the steel;
Bob and Sue had extra chains, and Tommy brought the wheels;
They knew they'd have a chance with these, they knew they'd win the fight
And they worked all through the night.

So saddle up your steam-bike and put your goggles on
We've got to be prepared or else we'll all be dead by dawn
Copperplate is coming and his eyes are seeing red,
And he's after Wilbur's head!

Now, Copperplate arrived at dawn, he stayed true to his word
But the town was deathly silent, not a soul was to be heard
He yelled out, "Redpot! Come on out, and fight me like a man!"
And that was when the churning and the chugging sounds began
An army of the townsfolk soon poured out into the street
Each of them on steam-bikes, and they all were packing heat
They had his men surrounded, there was fear on every face
And they put them in their place!

Power up your steam-bike, let's show them who's in charge
We've got our ropes and grappling hooks and weapons to discharge
Copperplate is panicked and his face is turning white
And we're gonna win this fight!

That's right! Let's go!

Now power down your steam-bike, we finally took them down
We strung them up and licked them good and ran them out of town
Verdigris Patina is a peaceful town once more
And we won the Copper War!

@темы: Современный СНГ-исполнитель, Западный современный исполнитель, Западный исполнитель прошлых лет

2013-04-15 в 01:41 

Ну вот, например.

2013-04-15 в 02:02 

Alanor Ambre
Sleeping pills, no sleeping dogs lie never far enough away...
Может, здесь что-то найдется:

2013-04-15 в 17:43 

And if I swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat. If I shiver, please, give me a blanket, Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
Альбом Tommy у The Who, да и вообще любые рок-оперы. У этого же исполнителя мини рок-опер A Quick one while he's away.

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