Ну, если бы они основной темой взяли бы "Имперский марш" или другую основную тему из "Звездных войн" - было бы намного круче. Но спору нет - гитаристы классные.
Gin Lady - шведы. Все 4 альбома я слушаю в дурике уже месяца три. Классический рок, как мы бы послушали в 70е, но - сейчас. Ну просто отрыв башки! Элвин Ли против Рори Гэллахера и ритм-секции, конечно не ДжПДж/Бонэм, но тоже очень неплохой.
Он может вести гигантский трактор Через Транссибирскую равнину Он может управлять ядерным реактором Своим левым полушарием И когда он снимает рубашку Женщины теряют рассудок Когда он снимает рубашку Я хочу быть женщиной Spoiler: Оригинальный текст Putin puttin’ his pants on One leg at a time You mean he’s just like a regular fella, huh? He ain’t nothing like a regular fella Putin puttin’ his hat on Hat size number nine “You sayin’ Putin’s gettin’ big headed?” Putin’s head’s just fine He can drive his giant tractor Across the Trans-Siberian plain He can power a nuclear reactor With the left side of his brain And when he takes his shirt off He drives the ladies crazy When he takes his shirt off Makes me wanna be a lady It’s the Putin Girls! (Putin Girls) Putin if you put it when you Put it where you put it Putin if you put it Will you put it next to me? Putin if you put it when you Put it where you put it Putin if you put it Will you put it next to me? Now Putin hates the Putin girls ‘Cause he hates vulgarity And he loves his mother country And he loves his family He and his ex-wife Lyudmila Are riding along the shore Of the beautiful new Russian Black Sea Let’s listen in A great man is speaking We fought a war for this? I’m almost ashamed The Mediterranean Now there’s a resort worth fighting for If only the Greeks or the Turks Would start to sniff around I’d bring the hammer down So quick their woolly heads would spin Woolly head, woolly head, woolly head Or, wait a minute Even better What if the Kurds got in the way? Hey! Kurds and way, curds and whey! Sometimes a people is greater than their leader Germany, Kentucky, France Sometimes a leader towers over his country One shot at glory, they don’t get a second chance I dragged these peasants kicking and screaming Into the 21st century I thought they’d make it I must have been dreaming These chicken farmers and file clerks gonna be the death of me I can’t do it PG – Sure, you can I can’t do it PG- Yeah, you can What makes you say that girls? PG – Tell you why. ‘Cause you’re the Putin man Who whipped Napoleon? PG- We did! Who won World War II? PG- The Americans! That’s a good one ladies It’s our turn to sit in the comfy chair PG – And you’re the man gonna get us there! I don’t know, Lenin couldn’t do it I don’t know, Stalin couldn’t do it They couldn’t do it Why you think I can? PG – You’re gonna lead our people To the Promised Land You’re right, ‘cause, Goddamn, I’m the Putin Man Хе-хе...
