Goldie Lookin Chain - House Party [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Adam]
10 Past 10, the word's around
There's a party going down in Newport town
Loads of free booze and they gonna feed us
I steps to it in my new white Adidas
Like comedy, with John Candy
It's funny to see, my mate Ballsey
You think he's got the munchies and he's eating a Snickers
But he's walking around the kitchen in your mothers knickers
Party in the bedroom, the kitchen and the corridor
Everybody's high cos I'm the fucking draw ambassador
No smoking, what the fuck is that
I'll cane your 9-bar and I'll rob your fuckin' 4-pack
It's a house party like Kid N Play
The DJ's being sick in the fucking hallway
Chain Gang crew and we're back on the draw
It's the party get on the dance floor!
[Xain]
10 Past 10, the party's on
So get down, and smoke a bong!
10 Past 10, the party's on
So get down, and smoke a bong!
You knows!
[Eggsy]
Sambuca, Tenants Super, just lager, rose wine - the pink stuff, error vodka!
Weed, Eggies, Builders Whizz, Mushrooms
[Xain]
Yellow Pages and French polishes
Antique tables and expensive furs
Oh son, you're never gonna learn
The living room carpet's full of fag burns!
[Mysti]
Everybody's high with the lights down low
At the house party, or is it a bungalow?
Feeling the vibe, and letting it flow
Just had a bong, now its going really slow
You're turning white and you're stumbling upstairs
You're like the zombie from my fucking nightmares
You're turning green with the thousand yard stares
Covered in sick, but you just don't care!
[Eggsy]
Oh 11pm things are just getting started
The music gets louder all the dickheads have departed
I roll myself a jazzy then I sit back and wait
For my boys to come back from the pub with a crate
[Xain]
In your mum's drinks cabinet, break out the Pimms
And the Bristol Creams, it's like an episode of Skins
Wasted! Lost control of my bowels
Run out of toilet paper so I'm using your towels!
10 past 12 turn up the bass
Turn up the treble, I'm off my face!
10 past 12 turn up the bass
Turn up the treble, I'm off my face!
[Eggsy]
They got Gordons Gin, Grand Mariner, Metaxa, Bells Whisky, and Baileys Original Irish Cream
10 past 2 the council knocks the door
The music's too loud and it stinks of draw
Some kids naked walking around with a stiff
And your next door neighbour's with the vicar having spliff
I can't believe it - where are all the birds?
I'm not gonna pull so I break out the herbs
Shit on the walls like my man Bobby Sands
This party's got me fucked and it's ruined my plans
[Xain]
Oh, you got any draw there??
[Eggsy]
I think Paul's got draw
[Xain]
I don't.....I haven't got any draw left.....I'll have to go through the ashtrays do roach-head classics
10 past 6 it's all gone wrong
Run out of weed nothing left for my bong!
10 past 6 it's all gone wrong
Run out of weed nothing left for my bong!
[Knocking]
[Eggsy]
Who's at the door? It's the police, shit, shit, it's the police. Is it the police? Who's at the door??
[Xain]
Just as the fucking Ecky's kicking in as well man!!
Fuck I'm going into space!
[Eggsy]
I'm not doing time for wrecking someone’s house up
It's not even my house, I don't even know where we are!
Who's house is it?!
[Xain]
Fucking hell it is the police an all!
Shit!
[Eggsy]
Where's Paul gone?!