Who Knows Who

Тип: песня
Длительность: 3:24
Дата релиза: 07.09.2009

A collaborative song Muse recorded with The Streets in 2008.[1] The song features vocals by Mike Skinner with Muse providing the instrumental backing, using a "blues riff"[1] similar to that of Led Zeppelin's Heartbreaker. It was leaked on 3rd August 2008,[2] with the band commenting that they were "happy for it to be leaked around unofficially" as it was "not intended to be a serious release".[1] The song and the bands response to the leak were reported by the media the next day,[3] with Sean Michaels of The Guardian commenting that while "Skinner's lyrics are not always coherent, there's a real energy to Who Knows Who".[4] "Who Knows Who" later became the B side to the vinyl Uprising single.

Текст песни

Who Knows Who

Money-men mill about Monday morning
Another new nothing and never nearer
Consumed at the cost that it's currently costing
I don't dare dig any deeper down
I don't have the head-space

I don't understand all the figures and facts
It'll spin around till I start panic attacking
But there's one curve ball that states my soul
Let me live out life and I'll stay control

Take that away, I'll never get dressed
Money-men milling in Monday morning
I will go spend or I will raise warning
I'm nothing but me and mine, so

Yeah, I've been gone
With who knows who
Doing God knows what
Don't turn it up
I'll return at any hour
Fuck all your law, fuck your power

Yeah, I've been gone
With who knows who
Doing God knows what
Don't turn it up
I'll return at any hour
Fuck all your law, fuck your power

My name's magic and it's mud
I do bad things but I can rob
They don't buy anything, they watch it, see
For their time is the commodity

The gap between art and artist grows
I never know why I ever wrote this prose
I write this rubbish but believe you me
I've just never been keen on tasting redness

But put the orange suit on, shackle my ankles
I couldn't take that, are we fuckin' clear? Oh!

Yeah, I've been gone
With who knows who
Doing God knows what
Don't turn it up
I'll return at any hour
Fuck all your law, fuck your power

Yeah, I've been gone
With who knows who
Doing God knows what
Don't turn it up
I'll return at any hour
Fuck all your law, fuck your power

I don't promote no violence but
If you all got carted off
Boys will be boys, toys'll get tossed
Bang me up, right and rough
I'm not a people-beater but
If that law gets made up on me
Show me the cross and I'll take it on

I don't promote no violence but
If you all got carted off
Boys'll be boys, toys'll get tossed
Bang me up, right and rough
I'm not a people-beater but
If that law gets made up on me
Show me the cross and I'll take it on

(Now go low, Ha-ha-ha!)

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
(Stay on the floor!)
Tell me what you want

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want

Yeah, I've been gone
With who knows who
Doing God knows what
Don't turn it up
I'll return at any hour
Fuck all your law, fuck your power

Yeah, I've been gone
With who knows who
Doing God knows what
Don't turn it up
I'll return at any hour
Fuck all your law, fuck your power

Перевод песни

Свой Среди Своих

Финансисты судачат про будущее
Снова ни о чем и нам не понять
Приняв во внимание сколько это стоит теперь (финансовое образование )
Я и не рискую узнать это лучше
В мозгу нету места

Я не понимаю все эти факты и цыфры
Они вскружат мне голову и я запаникую
Но есть один график который выражает состояние моей души -
Дайте мне жить спокойно и я смогу контролировать ситуацию

А если не дадите, я даже одется не смогу с утра
Финансисты судачат про будущее
Пойду потрачу бабло? или буду источником тревоги?
Я ничей кроме того что я - я и я свой

Да тусовался
С кем-то, кто знает кого-то
Занимался чем-то, одному Богу известно чем
Не надо заводить об этом тему
Я уже скоро вернусь
Поимею ваш закон, поимею вашу власть

Мое имя - чудо, мое имя - грязь
Я промышляю кое-чем, но я не ворую
Но они ничего не покупают, только наблюдают, видишь?
Их время (финансистов) как золото

Расстояние между артистом и его произведением растет
Никогда не знаю зачем я пишу все это
Я пишу вcякую чушь но поверьте
Мне никогда не нравилось пробовать красное (кровь на вкус???)

Но если надеть на меня смирительную рубашку, связать щиколотки
Я бы не смог выжить, я бы был вне себя (злой)

Я не призываю к насилию, но
Если бы вас всех увезти на каталажках
Пацаны бы были пацанами, без игрушек
Давай померяемся силами
Я не драчун , но
Если все таки будет такой закон
???

Покажи им свой крест, и я его приму

Скажи чего же ты хочешь?



Автор перевода - Duende, 29.06.2016