portuguesecharts.com - Sting & Shaggy

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Ja, das haben die beiden geschickt gemacht: Sozialkritik hinter einem sonnigen lockig flockigen Reggae versteckt. "The time has come, the Walrus said Talk of many things Ship and shoes and sealing wax Of cabbages and kings Life is the greatest gift given to humanity Surround yourself with a lot a positive energy You can't buy it even if you have whole heap a money And that's why we spread love into the community You could be small man or a celebrity You could live uptown or die in a city We need a world full peace and serenity Sting come sing out for everybody The time has come, as Shaggy said To talk of many things Of ships and shoes and sealing wax Of cabbages and kings The planets turn in retrograde The moon seems to have fled The world is spinning upside down It landed on its head Just one lifetime And there's only one (and there is only one) Yes there's only one (said there is only one) Just one life to live (one life to live yeah) Assuming that we'll make it We've no choice but to take it (c'mon) I'm with you, the Walrus said We'll dress for heavy weather Whatever's on the road ahead We're in this now together We thought we'd make a run for it Not knowing where we're headed We packed the car with both our bags And filled her up unleaded Just one lifetime (one lifetime) And there's only one (and there is only one) Yes there's only one (and there is only one) Just one life to live (one life to live yeah) Assuming that we'll make it We've no choice but to take it Come Mac, we take a page out this book of life Let go negativity and do what's right We no longer need to fuss or fight Unite the world and show them what's right This generation has set a new trend Replace the word enemy with friends Leaders of the world, these rules can't bend This is the message we send to them The time had come, a reckoning We all knew it was coming We headed North on empty roads The engine gently humming The Walrus smoked a cigarette He claimed it was his last No signs of life, no gas, no food In all the empty towns we passed For all we have is me and you It has to be enough I've got your back and you've got mine If the going it gets rough Just one lifetime (one life to live yeah) And there's only one (and there is only one) Yes there's only one (and there is only one) Just one life to live (one one one one life to live now) Assuming that we'll make it (yeah) We’ve no choice but to take it The time has come, the Walrus said To talk of many things Of ships and shoes and sealing wax Of cabbages and kings" Deutliche Botschaft: Wenn wir so weitermachen, geht die Welt vor die Hunde. Wir habe nur eine Spanne Lebenszeit, die wir sinnvoll verbringen sollten, damit nicht das Szenario einsetzt, dass Sting zuletzt heraufbeschwört: "Kein Lebenszeichen, kein Benzin mehr, auch kein Essen in all den leeren Städten durch die wir fuhren. Es muss jetzt mal gut sein." Verpackt auch noch in Verse von Lewis Carroll aus "Through the Looking Glass", wo im Kapitel 4 (Tweedledum and Tweedledee) ein gereimtes Gespräch zwischen dem Walroß und dem Zimmermann stattfindet. Pointe daraus: Die Rede wird den Austern gehalten, die neugierig zuhören, bis sie merken, dass das die eigentliche Methode war, sie zu fangen. Und so wurden sie alle von dem Walroß und dem Zimmermann aufgegessen: "Now, if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed." sagt das Walross. "But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue..." "I weep for you," the Walrus said: "I deeply sympathize." with sobs and tears... 'O Oysters,' said the Carpenter, 'You've had a pleasant run" Shall we be trotting home again?' But answer came there none - And this was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one..." Brutaler Egoismus und erschreckender Mangel an Empathie, bei gleichzeitiger tränenreicher Versicherung, dass man doch Verständnis für die Anliegen der betroffenen Leidtragenden hat. Ein Schelm, wer da nicht - angesichts der Klimakatastrophe - an unser Mitleid mit den Südseeinseln denkt, die durch die steigenden Meere versinken werden. Und wir fahren morgen früh wieder zur Arbeit mit dem alten Diesel... Wunderbarer Song, wunderbare Botschaft: Diesmal geschickt versteckt, aber mit dem Stachel am (Schwanz-)Ende (sting in the tale/tail). So werden gute Geschichten erzählt.