Robert Raimon Roy - Chinese Fireworks (Prologue) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Robert Raimon Roy]

Now, looka here!

Junior ain't hear me

With that drink and smoke

'Til he made some notes

Out of the noise

Put on a black suit

Then began to slide

And caught himself doing

The Rob Roy,

Starting a—

[Chorus: Robert Raimon Roy]

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Fire! At the Chinese Theater—uh!

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, ow!

[Verse 2: Robert Raimon Roy]

Get out of here with ya bad self!

Let me hear ya!

Ha!

One mo' time now,

Alright…

Uh!

I don't profess to be no teacher

These are my latest outlooks

Motherfuckas got to get themselves

Back in the mathematic books,

And cook up a—

[Chorus: Robert Raimon Roy]

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Fire! At the Chinese Theater—uh!

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, ow!

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Fire! At the Chinese Theater—uh!

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, say it loud!

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Fire! At the Chinese Theater

Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, ow!