ALBUM: The Wasteland
TRACK: ix. Hurry Up Please It's Time (Poor Albert)
VERSE: A Game Of Chess
GENRE: 1940s, Jazz, Dixieland, Big Band
The Waste Land is a poem by T. S. Eliot, widely regarded as one of the most important English-language poems of the 20th century and a central work of modernist poetry.
This album is 27 tracks that interpret the poem through different musical genres, taking elements of the original text as inspiration (but not direct word-for-word copy). The tracks can be listened to in order, out of order, individually (or not at all). The album spans genres, aligning with the fractured nature of the original poem.
TRACK: ix. Hurry Up Please It's Time (Poor Albert)
GENRE: 1940s, Jazz, Dixieland, Big Band
LYRICS:
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(Poor, poor Albert)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(He's been in the army four years)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(Poor, poor Albert)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(You ought to be ashamed)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(You're only thirty-one)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(You don't want no children)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(not even a single one)
Oh he’ll want to know
what you done with that money he gave you
To get yourself
a nice set of teeth.
He'll want to know if you're gonna give him a good time.
And if you don't give it! If you don't give it!
If you don't give it to him...
There’s others will.
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(Poor, poor Albert)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(He's been in the army four years)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
(Poor, poor Albert)
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
Oh, I swear, he can’t bear to look at you.
And no more, can't I. No no no
Oh, I swear, you are a proper fool you.
And if Albert won’t leave you alone...
There it is.
Good night, ladies.
Good night, sweet ladies.
Good night. Good night.
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23 окт 2024
