Текст и перевод песни Kurti Ostbahn - Haasses Pflosta

Haasses Pflosta

Da Fleck
In da Einfahrt
Schaut aus
Wia a eintrickats Bluat
Des woa da Müzriß
Heut noch viere
Da Schindler Bua
Hat an Anfall kriagt
Wegen nix
Wegn an foischn Wuat
Da Trafikant
Dazöht de Schlagzeiln
Ea woa auf sein'm Fenstaplotz
Mit dabei
Da Müzriß
Des woa a ka Guada
Oba des Schindler-Gfraßt
Hod scho ois Bua
Mit'm Flobertgwehr
Auf de Taubn gschossn
Und auf oide Leit

Na des Lebn is ka Spaß
Und des Pflosta is haß
Do, bei mia daham
Bei mia in da Gassn

Jo und do drübn
Do woa amoi a Repassierstubn
Dann späta
Da Frau Gerti ihr
Stricksalon
Jetzt gibt do a
Ewiche Studentin
Stunden
In Französisch
Und Griechisch
Gegn Aufpreis a
In an strengeren Ton
In ihrer Auslog schlogt
A Herz aus rote Liachta
Oba a Herz wia des
Schlogt do ned lang
Da Türk obn am Eck
Hod a miaßn zuasperrn
Sei Kebbab hams g'fressn
Nur eam haum's net woll'n
Weu er ned so woa
Wia ma is do am Grund

Na des Lebn is ka Spaß
Und des Pflosta is haß
Do bei mia daham
Bei mia in da Gassn

Heit fliagt a Fernseher
Aus'm Fensta
Weu de Vienna
Hod scho wieda valuan
Und wann da Schestak sei Oide
Birnt und beidlt
Daunn waßt es ist Samstog
Und noch ana Wochn Hockn
Hot er endlich Zeit
Fia sein eiganan Zurn

Na des Lebn is ka Spaß
Und des Pflosta is haß
Do bei mir daham
Bei mia in da Gassn

Na des Lebn is ka Spaß
Und des Pflosta is haß
Do bei mir daham
Bei mia in da Gassn

Haasses Pflaster

Dude
In the driveway
Looks out
Like a bloody mess
That was Moosbrugger
Four o'clock today
That Schindler kid
Had a seizure
Over nothing
Over a wrong word
The newsagent
Reads the headlines
He was on his window seat
With him
That Moosbrugger
He wasn't a good guy
But that Schindler creep
Even as a kid
With a pellet gun
Shooting pigeons
And at old people

Yeah life is no fun
And the sidewalk is hot
Here at my place
Here on my street

And over there
There used to be a repair shop
Later on
Gerti's
Knitting salon
Now there's
An eternal student
Lessons
In French
And Greek
For a surcharge
In a stricter tone
A heart of red lights
Beats in her display window
But a heart like that
Doesn't beat for long here
The Turkish guy up the block
Had to close his shop
They ate his kebabs
They only didn't want him
Because he wasn't like
How you're supposed to be down here

Yeah life is no fun
And the sidewalk is hot
Here at my place
Here on my street

Today a television
Flies out the window
Because the Vienna team
Has lost again
And when Schestak's old lady
Burns and begs
Then you know it's Saturday
And after a week of drinking
He'll finally have time
For his own anger

Yeah life is no fun
And the sidewalk is hot
Here at my place
Here on my street

Yeah life is no fun
And the sidewalk is hot
Here at my place
Here on my street