Перевод песни The Ark – The Others

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I'm getting tired and sick
Of you calling it chick
To describe what is that I am When I know that I'm damned
'cause I got no own place to go
I'm getting sick and tired
You say you know my kind
But I'm a one of a kind
I'm blind leading blind
Cause we got no own place to go But we're the pounding of the drums
We're your next-door-neighbours
You sure must have known
You got nowhere to go The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The In-Lovers, O-oh-Oh!
I'm building an army of misplaced lovers
Known as «the others»
Working under covers of love
Cause we got nowhere else to go Gonna enlist every baldheaded chick with a dick
Every queer that is here so you stupid gits
Know, you're fucked up, nowhere to go Hear the pounding of the drums
From you next-door-neighbour
You sure must have known
You got nowhere to go The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The In-Lovers, O-oh-Oh!
I'm building an army of misplaced lovers
Known as «the others»
Working under covers...
The Others...