Une âme charitable bilingue pour un texte de Little Barrie?

Barmy Army
Salut à tous,

Mon groupe et moi bossons en ce moment pour reprendre le morceau "Cash in" du groupe Little Barrie. Le problème c'est que je ne trouve pas le texte sur le net. Je viens donc chercher un mec sympa qui possède le texte ou bien capable de le retranscrire ??
L'avarice est le pire défaut qui existe, si on compte ses sous, on compte aussi ses sentiments.
Bolanboogie
Tiens je l'avais reprise une fois en solo, j'avais transcris (très )vite fait si ça peut t'aider. Y a sans doute des trucs approximatifs, c'est mis à ma sauce (eh, chacun ses aberrations grammaticales et les vaches seront bien gardées).

Je pense qu'il dit "in it" (pour "(what's) in it"), mais c'est peut être juste "it" qu'il dit. On s'en tape. Ça parle de jouer des merdes pour être à la mode et gagner du blé.


What you doin' wit' those funny little records
What you doin' wit' those scruffy little tunes
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

What you doin' poundin' those faces with a guitar
Don't you know that it isn't very cool
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

Oh my, we all die and you can't take it with you, can't take it with you
So wrong, you hate that song and you can't come back
Don't mind, 'cause me and I got the whole thing figured, I just don't dig it so
Ain't gonna cash in on the fashion no more

What you doin', now you thrown it with your woman
But I'm pooing in those shady little rooms
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

Oh my, we all die and you can't take it with you, can't take it with you
So wrong, you hate that song and you can't come back
Don't mind, 'cause me and I got the whole thing figured, I just don't dig it so
Ain't gonna cash in on the fashion no more

Got no time left for dreaming out the window
Lost your mind if there's nothing else to do
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

Oh my, we all die and you can't take it with you, can't take it with you
So wrong, you hate that song and you can't come back
Don't mind, 'cause me and I got the whole thing figured, I just don't dig it so
Ain't gonna cash in on the fashion no more
Oh didn't I didn't I didn't I see you cryin'?
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Barmy Army
Bolanboogie a écrit :
Tiens je l'avais reprise une fois en solo, j'avais transcris (très )vite fait si ça peut t'aider. Y a sans doute des trucs approximatifs, c'est mis à ma sauce (eh, chacun ses aberrations grammaticales et les vaches seront bien gardées).

Je pense qu'il dit "in it" (pour "(what's) in it"), mais c'est peut être juste "it" qu'il dit. On s'en tape. Ça parle de jouer des merdes pour être à la mode et gagner du blé.


What you doin' wit' those funny little records
What you doin' wit' those scruffy little tunes
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

What you doin' poundin' those faces with a guitar
Don't you know that it isn't very cool
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

Oh my, we all die and you can't take it with you, can't take it with you
So wrong, you hate that song and you can't come back
Don't mind, 'cause me and I got the whole thing figured, I just don't dig it so
Ain't gonna cash in on the fashion no more

What you doin', now you thrown it with your woman
But I'm pooing in those shady little rooms
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

Oh my, we all die and you can't take it with you, can't take it with you
So wrong, you hate that song and you can't come back
Don't mind, 'cause me and I got the whole thing figured, I just don't dig it so
Ain't gonna cash in on the fashion no more

Got no time left for dreaming out the window
Lost your mind if there's nothing else to do
It's only in it that i'm thinkin' of
And it's not about you

Oh my, we all die and you can't take it with you, can't take it with you
So wrong, you hate that song and you can't come back
Don't mind, 'cause me and I got the whole thing figured, I just don't dig it so
Ain't gonna cash in on the fashion no more


Ah merci beaucoup!!
J'ai lu vite zef ça à l'air d'y ressembler, puis j'aime bien l'esprit du texte, bien rock'n roll!!!

Merci encore, c'est classe
L'avarice est le pire défaut qui existe, si on compte ses sous, on compte aussi ses sentiments.
Barmy Army
heuu par contre c'est chiadé à chanter....
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