Loudon Wainwright III - Clockwork Chartreuse [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

You got the black belt, I got the gun
Let's team up tonight--have some fun
Let's drink some drinks, find us some fights
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon: it's Saturday night!

I'm very angry, you're hopping mad
Let's hurt some people--let's hurt them bad
Let's break some heads, let's bust some teeth
C'mon, it's Saturday night: let's get some relief!

We'll get our rocks off
We'll rape a co-ed
La la la la la la la la la...
Beat on a wino 'til he is dead
I'll slug a hippie, you'll plug a cop
We'll go on a rampage and we won't wanna stop

Oh baby
Now they say he's helpless. I do not care
Let's get the guy in the wheelchair
God I hate women: they mess up your life
I'll kill your mother, you kill my wife

Oh darling
It's a hard day at the office, one needs to unwind
Let's mix up some cocktails...the Molotov kind
Burn down the high school...the synogogue
Let's burn down McDonald's--let's go whole hog!
Quarter pounder

Now I know a rooftop, don't you say nope
Let's try out your rifle, the one with the scope
Tomorrow is Sunday, there's gonna be some parades
Back at my house, I've got some grenades
I've got the black belt, you've got the gun
Hey, we're gonna team up tonight: have some fun!