Drum

Johnny Flynn

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Intro: Mr. Drum was here yesterday he knows just what he needs And gives what he’s got to the thump of his creed Live fast die young leave a good looking corpse Good looking corpse In a witch doctor’s den in her shanty shebeen From the echoes of laughter I know where he’s been From the liquor you’ve drunk and the air that you breathe Is the tap of his typing is the sweat from his sleeve Live fast die young Leave a good looking corpse Good looking corpse On the corners of streets where a dash to the tail Is provoking a malice as sharp as a nail And a wit he has slain with a knife full of ink Is a stab in the dark and a push to the brink Live fast die young leave a good looking corpse Good looking corpse Oh drum I was glad I was glad in your beat Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street Oh drum I was glad I was glad in your beat Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street And if you have gone then I’ll summon you back With the reach of your spirit past the white and the black Tell me please tell me Henry tell me ever and more Tell your son tell your daughter and open the door Live fast die young leave a good looking corpse Good looking corpse I’m a hag and I’m hooked (Live fast die young) I’m a’down and I’m in (Live fast die young) I’m a well without water (Live dast die young) I’m fat and I’m thin (Leave a good looking corpse) I’m a story you told (Live fast die young) I’m the prostitute’s son (Live fast die young) I’m the dead in the water (Live fast die young) I’m the world and I won (Leave a good looking corpse) Live fast die young leave a good looking corpse Good looking corpse Oh drum I was glad I was glad in your beat Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street Oh drum I was glad I was glad in your beat Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street Oh drum I was glad I was glad in your beat Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street Oh drum I was glad I was glad in your beat Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street......

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Cette chanson évoque la vie d'un personnage qui embrasse une existence intense et sans regrets, guidé par une conviction profonde. Il se promène dans des lieux sombres et festifs, où l'ivresse et la légèreté de vivre se mêlent, et sa manière de vivre semble célébrer le fait de vivre intensément, même si cela signifie une fin prématurée. À travers des images puissantes, il fait allusion à des aspects de la vie quotidienne marqués par des luttes, des joies et des souvenirs qui se chevauchent, tout en glissant sur des thèmes de perte et d'héritage familial. Le contexte de la chanson semble se nourrir de la culture de la rue, des combats internes et des relations humaines fragiles, le tout enveloppé d'une ambiance à la fois mélancolique et célébratoire. C'est une invitation à réfléchir sur la manière dont nous faisons face à notre existence, exprimée à travers le rythme et les battements d'une vie palpitante, tout en restant conscient des cicatrices que cela peut laisser.

Le Chansonnier