Zeige Ergebnis 1 bis 1 von 1
Autor Thema
  1. ehemaliger Mitarbeiter Benutzerbild von Trollchen
    Userid
    2631
    Registriert seit
    04.2005
    Ort
    Hessen

    A sick note

    #1
    ...why Paddy's not a work today.

    Den Text und das Lied kennen sicher schon einige,
    trotzdem hier nochmal

    Zitat:

    Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of me plight
    And at the time of writing, I am not a pretty sight;
    My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly gray
    And I write this note to say why Paddy's not at work today.

    While working on the fourteenth floor some bricks I had to clear;
    Now, to throw them down from such a height was not a good idea.
    The foreman wasn't very pleased, he beeing an awkward sod
    He said I'd have to cart them down the ladders in me hod.

    Now, clearing all these bricks by hand it was so very slow,
    So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below.
    But in me haste to do the job I was to blind to see
    That a barrelful of building bricks was heavier than me.

    So when I untied the rope the barrel fell like lead
    And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead.
    Well, I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found
    That halfway up I met the bloody barrel comming down.

    Well, the barrel broke me shoulder as to the ground it sped,
    And when I reached the top I banged the pully with my head.
    Well, I clung on tight through numbed shock from this almighty blow
    And the barrel spilled out half the bricks fourteen floors below.

    Now, when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor
    I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more;
    Still clinging tightly to the rope, I sped towards the ground,
    And I landed on the broken bricks that were all scattered round.

    Well, I lay there groaning on the ground, I thought I'd passed the worst,
    When the barrel hit the pully-wheel and then the bottom burst.
    Well, a shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope
    As I lay there moaning on the ground, I let go of the bloody rope.

    The barrel than being heavier, it started down once more,
    And landed right across me, as I lay upon the floor.
    Well, it broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say
    That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not a work today.



    Und die mythbusters forschen


    Edit:
    Und nochmal liebevoll in (versuchsweise) deutsch erklärt von Sean Cannon bei einem Live Konzert

    _______________
    "Leben, das ist das Allerseltenste in der Welt - die meisten Menschen existieren nur." Oscar Wilde

    "Millionen Menschen sehnen sich nach Unsterblichkeit - und wissen an einem verregneten Sonntag Nachmittag doch nichts mit sich anzufangen." Susan Erks

    waraddict, wtf lfg, ivy, *summ* Was zum grübeln * !
    und Trollchen auf youtube und trollchen.com
    Geändert von Trollchen (14.03.2014 um 06:03 Uhr)

Alle Zeitangaben in WEZ +2. Es ist jetzt 19:48 Uhr.
Zeige Ergebnis 1 bis 1 von 1
Gehe zu:
Nach oben

Lesezeichen

Forumregeln

  • Es ist dir nicht erlaubt, neue Themen zu verfassen.
  • Es ist dir nicht erlaubt, auf Beiträge zu antworten.
  • Es ist dir nicht erlaubt, Anhänge hochzuladen.
  • Es ist dir nicht erlaubt, deine Beiträge zu bearbeiten.
  •