Pretenders - Pack It Up - Текст песни

YOU GUYS ARE THE PITS OF THE WORLD!


OH, THIS IS NO PLACE FOR ME 
BURNIN' DOWN THE INTERBELT, FROM JACUZZI TO JACUZZI 
IT'S ALL RIGHT FOR YOU MAN 
GETTIN' SMASHED, GETTIN' SUNTANNED 
BUT I KNOW MY PLACE 
WHERE'S MY SUITCASE?


PACK IT UP OR THROW IT AWAY 
WHAT I CAN'T CARRY, BURY 
OH YOU REMEMBER ME, I REMEMBER YOU 
BUT THAT WAS A LONG, LONG TIME AGO 
WHEN I WAS PASSIN' THROUGH


ALL MY FAMILY, ALL MY FRIENDS, MY LOVER 
I GOT TO FIND THEM 
MY ENEMIES, MY NEW FAMILY, MY NEW FRIENDS 
MY FUTURE ENEMIES, I GOT TO FLUSH THEM OUT


PACK IT ALL UP, NOTHING GOES IN STORAGE 
I'M BURNIN' EVERY BRIDGE 
BURN, BABY, BURN 
I SEE YOUR DOG GOT SHOT 
WELL, HELL, NEVER MIND 
THAT'S SHOW BIZ, BIG BOY 
YOU'VE GOT TO BE CRUEL TO BE KIND


OH, GIVE OVER AND ADMIT IT 
I'VE BEEN TEARING DOWN THE INTERSTATE 
LIKE SOME KIND OF BLEEDING CAT 
IT'S ALL RIGHT FOR THE BOSS 
HIS GAIN'S MY LOSS 
THAT GETS ME DOWN, IT REALLY GETS ME DOWN


SO PACK IT UP AND CUT THE CRAP 
WHEN THE CLOCK STARTS TALKIN', I START WALKIN' 
WHEN YOU PASS IN YOUR PORSCHE 
PLEASE DON'T OFFER ME A RIDE 
I MAY BE A SKUNK 
BUT YOU'RE A PIECE OF JUNK, AND FURTHERMORE 
I DON'T LIKE YOUR TROUSERS 
YOUR APPALLING TASTE IN WOMEN 
AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR MIND 
YOUR INSIPID RECORD COLLECTION 
THAT DUMB HOME VIDEO CENTER 
THE USUAL PRONOGRAPHY 
AND ALL YOU SCUMBAGS AROUND THE WORLD 
YOU'RE THE PITS OF THE WORLD!