Текст и перевод песни The Jam - Funeral Pyre - Original Mix
Funeral Pyre - Original Mix
Bûcher funéraire - Mix original
Down
in
amongst
the
streets
tonight
Down
in
amongst
the
streets
tonight
Books
will
burn,
people
laugh
and
cry
in
their
turmoil
Books
will
burn,
people
laugh
and
cry
in
their
turmoil
(Turmoil
turns
rejoiceful)
(Turmoil
turns
rejoiceful)
Shed
your
fears
and
lose
your
guilt
Shed
your
fears
and
lose
your
guilt
Tonight
we
burn
responsibility
in
the
fire
Tonight
we
burn
responsibility
in
the
fire
We'll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
We′ll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can't
come
back
home
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can't
come
back
home
And
as
I
was
standing
by
the
edge
And
as
I
was
standing
by
the
edge
I
could
see
the
faces
of
those
who
led
I
could
see
the
faces
of
those
who
led
Pissing
theirselves
laughing
(and
the
flames
grew)
Pissing
theirselves
laughing
(and
the
flames
grew)
Their
mad
eyes
bulged,
their
flushed
faces
said
Their
mad
eyes
bulged,
their
flushed
faces
said
The
weak
get
crushed
as
the
strong
grow
stronger
The
weak
get
crushed
as
the
strong
grow
stronger
We
feast
on
flesh
and
drink
on
blood
We
feast
on
flesh
and
drink
on
blood
Live
by
fear
and
despise
love
in
a
crisis
Live
by
fear
and
despise
love
in
a
crisis
(What
with
today's
high
prices)
(What
with
today′s
high
prices)
Bring
some
paper
and
bring
some
wood
Bring
some
paper
and
bring
some
wood
Bring
what's
left
of
all
your
love
for
the
fire
Bring
what's
left
of
all
your
love
for
the
fire
We'll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
We'll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can't
come
back
home
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can′t
come
back
home
And
as
I
was
standing
by
the
edge
And
as
I
was
standing
by
the
edge
I
could
see
the
faces
of
those
who
led
I
could
see
the
faces
of
those
who
led
Pissing
theirselves
laughing
(and
the
flames
grew)
Pissing
theirselves
laughing
(and
the
flames
grew)
Their
mad
eyes
bulged,
their
flushed
faces
said
Their
mad
eyes
bulged,
their
flushed
faces
said
The
weak
get
crushed
as
the
strong
grow
stronger
The
weak
get
crushed
as
the
strong
grow
stronger
In
the
funeral
pyre
Dans
le
bûcher
funéraire
We'll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
We′ll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can't
come
back
home
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can′t
come
back
home
In
the
funeral
pyre
Dans
le
bûcher
funéraire
We'll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
We′ll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can't
come
back
home
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can′t
come
back
home
In
the
funeral
pyre
Dans
le
bûcher
funéraire
(Well
I
feel
so
old,
when
I
feel
so
young
(Well
I
feel
so
old,
when
I
feel
so
young
Well,
I
just
can't
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
Well,
I
just
can′t
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
We'll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
We'll
watch
the
flames
grow
higher
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can't
come
back
home
But
if
you
get
too
burnt,
you
can′t
come
back
home
(Well
I
feel
so
old,
when
I
feel
so
young
(Well
I
feel
so
old,
when
I
feel
so
young
Well,
I
just
can't
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
Well,
I
just
can′t
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
(Well
I
feel
so
old,
when
I
feel
so
young
(Well
I
feel
so
old,
when
I
feel
so
young
Well,
I
just
can't
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
Well,
I
just
can't
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
(Well,
I
just
can't
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
(Well,
I
just
can′t
grow
up
to
meet
the
demands)
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Авторы: Bruce Foxton, Paul John Weller, Rick Buckler
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