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Natale a New York con i Pogues

Per questa viglia debittano sul blog i Pogues che conoscevo solo di nome avendone letto qualcosa dul libro "Jack Frusciante è uscito dal gruppo"... mi pare... La canzone è del 1987 ed è stata incisa insieme a Kirsty MacCall. Si intitola "Fairytale of New York" ed è stata votata come miglior canzone natalizia di tutti i tempi dagli ascoltatori delle radio della Gran Bretagna (fonte wikipedia) anche se per me "Last Christmas" resta imbattibile. Comunque questa ballata è stata una bella scoperta. Buon ascolto e buona vigilia a tutti. A domani!

Fairytale of New York (The Pogues feat. Kirsty MacColl)

It was christmas eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me
won`t see another one
but then they sang a son
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I´ve got a feeling
this year´s for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see another one
where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars
they got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it´s no place for the old
when you first took my hand on a cold christmas day
you promised me broadway was waiting for me
You´re handsome you´re pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing they hold out from more
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
and danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway
Bay
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day.

You´re a bum you´re a punk
you´re an old slut on junk
lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you maggot
you cheap lousy faggott
happy christmas you arse
I pray god it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day.

I could have been someone
well so can everyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I took them with me babe
I put them with my own
can´t make it all alone
I´ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day