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Description
A rainy street at night, where every drop seems to test the strength of old seams - and suddenly it turns out that the seams are still holding. The voice promises ‘life’ one moment, then whispers about ‘withdrawal’ the next, as if someone is trying to mend a heart with a first aid kit and salty tea: gently, awkwardly, and with a slight panic. In these repetitions lies the simple magic of habit: words return again and again, like the route home, even if home is no longer the same.
There is something warm and slightly mean about it at the same time - the willingness to be there and the ability not to make a tragedy out of it. The cure is not in grand words, but in a quiet ‘I've got you’ and the ability to put everything back in its place while the lights flash and the applause is somewhere far away. It sounds like a conversation with the past, which for some reason is still familiar from tattoos and the smell of a T-shirt; it seems that you can break down together - and that, too, is a way of being whole.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Never let me down, gently.
Never a-a-a-a-a-ain. Oh.
Let's check the sound.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you. Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
Oh yeah, I'm a free man.
Can I just-- oh, this is gonna be deadly. This is gonna be deadly.
I will always give you life.
You can hurry on or take your time.
You can count on me, let me provide. Sure I done worked a double, triple overtime.
Came along to stay long.
Trust me to do the medicine.
Oh, I just need to put it right.
Oh, I just need to put it right. Put it right. Put it right. Right. Put it right.
I just put it, put it right. Put it right. Put it right. Put it right.
Put it, put it right. Ah. Ah.
Ah.
You know what I mean?
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you. Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah. You better put them on it. You better put them on it.
You better put them on it.
You better put them on it.
You better put them on it. You better put them on it.
I grew up in, uh, Shankill.
And I hung around with bullies most of my life.
There was always that one big bully out there, do you know what I mean?
But I just hung around so he wouldn't bully me.
They make you feel like a hankie or anything like that. They change you.
-And then I started to do horrible things. -Oh, shit!
He's going out with a fucking angel, you cunt!
You fucking. . .
Just for stories on the blocks
English translation
Never let me down, gently.
Never a-a-a-a-a-ain. Oh.
Let's check the sound.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you. Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
Oh yeah, I'm a free man.
Can I just-- oh, this is gonna be deadly. This is gonna be deadly.
I will always give you life.
You can hurry on or take your time.
You can count on me, let me provide. Sure I done worked a double, triple overtime.
Came along to stay long.
Trust me to do the medicine.
Oh, I just need to put it right.
Oh, I just need to put it right. Put it right. Put it right. Right. Put it right.
I just put it, put it right. Put it right. Put it right. Put it right.
Put it, put it right. Ah. Ah.
Ah.
You know what I mean?
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you. Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah.
I hope you're ready, baby, for what's coming to you.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Tell you what I'm gonna bring. Yeah. You better put them on it. You better put them on it.
You better put them on it.
You better put them on it.
You better put them on it. You better put them on it.
I grew up in, uh, Shankill.
And I hung around with bullies most of my life.
There was always that one big bully out there, do you know what I mean?
But I just hung around so he wouldn't bully me.
They make you feel like a hankie or anything like that. They change you.
-And then I started to do horrible things. -Oh, shit!
He's going out with a fucking angel, you cunt!
You fucking. . .
Just for stories on the blocks