In The Backroom — текст песни (Brian Eno)

When señoritas walk at night,

Habañeros on the move,

Its music to their ears in the backroom.

If theres money to be made,

And its a hundred in the shade and in the backroom,

Shes sentimental like the last

Of the foreigners running past her to the backroom.

And if things arent sweet in mecca

Shell be begging for forgiveness in the vacuum.

Theyre taking pains with california,

And theyre guaranteeing boredom for the monsoon.

And apart from what was offered

There were mothers buying orphans at the auction

Youre much better off in twos

If youre coming to see the carnage in the backroom.

Doubled over on the table

I was concentrating harder in the backroom.

Weaving in and out of consciousness

Hiding out behind the entrance to the backroom.

It took longer than expected:

They had difficulty swallowing capsules.

We had a keener nose for trouble

Than the sniffer-dogs at heathrow -

Youd be trousers down in no time in the backroom.

Almost nothing in the papers...

Told me it happened when they emptied out the backroom.