Part of the Band
The 1975
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She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band
I always used to bust into her hand
In my, my, my imagination
I was living my best life, living with my parents
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
And my, my, my cancellation, hm, yeah

And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
In my, my, my imagination
So many cringes and heroin binges
I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah

Enough about me now
"You gotta talk about the people, baby"
But that's kind of the idea

At home, somewhere I don't like
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
Coming to her lookalikes
I can't get the language right
Just tell me what's unladylike

I know some Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas
Sitting in east on their communista keisters
Writing about their ejaculations
"I like my men like I like my coffee
Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody"
Whilst staining the pages of the nation, oh, yeah

A Xanax and a Newport
"Well I take care of my kids", she said

The worst inside of us begets
That feeling on the internet
It's like someone intended it
(Like advertising cigarettes)
A diamond in the rough begets
The diamond with a scruff you get


Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke?
Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke
Calling his ego imagination?
I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days
And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe
It's kind of my daily iteration




Traduction Part of the Band - The 1975

Elle faisait partie de l armée de l air, je faisais partie du groupe
Je me blessais toujours au contact de sa main
Dans mon, mon, mon imagination
Chez mes parents je menais ma plus belle existence
Bien avant de payer pour qu on m accorde la clémence
Et que j oubliais tout, tout, tout

Et je suits tombé amoureux d un garçon, c était nul
J étais Rimbaud, il était Verlaine
Dans mon, mon, mon imagination
Mouvement de recul, répulsion, de l héroïne pour gueuletons
Je sortais de mes gonds, à osciller entire le mauvais et le bon
Dans mon, mon,mon imagination







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