Текст песни Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Rye Whiskey

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry,
If I don't git rye whiskey I think I will die
If you was a hornet way up in a tree,
I'd faint from pure pleasure if you'd come and sting me!

If I was a candle and you was a moth,
I'd burn you so sweetly you'd never fly off
Oh! Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I declare,
I make my rye whiskey but I won't tell you where

If I was a skunk weed and you was a bee,
I'd bloom red and purple if you'd sip out of me
Oh! Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I vow,
I make my rye whiskey but I won't tell you how

The redwood is strong and a mighty tall tree,
But the strongest and tallest grows right out of me
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, I never could fly,
If I don't git rye whiskey I'll live till I die

The hedgehog will roll on the grapes on the ground,
Just roll over me and you'll see what you've found
My balls, oh rye whiskey, will stick to your ass,
Like grapes on a hedgehog that rolls in the grass

Si tengo un saguaro, no me has de culpar,
Pues un gran saguarazo te ha de gustar
Ay! Tequila, tequila, tequila nomas,
Si me das el tequila yo te doy el compas!