Glubocko - Официант - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Intro

- Hey, kid, come here.

- Again... Yes, I'm listening

- Hey, what kind of vodka did you bring me? Some kind of swill. Did you run to the kiosk to get it? I ordered a normal one, not this hat.

- I brought you exactly what you ordered.

- Hey, dumbass! Whose hair are you combing here? What, I don't know anything about vodka? Come on, change it now!

- There's nothing to change it for! It's already the cheapest vodka in the club

- What? You're fucking nuts. Where did you go?

- What! What! Fucking morons... My God, how they all piss me off... Oh, Fedyai, hi!

- Ha-ha! Hi - I've never seen healthier!

- Are you blue again or something?

- Of course!

- Okay, okay. Take your guitar - there's a song.

- Oh, that's okay!

Verse 1

This Saturday night in the club there's a crowd of people

a bunch of slender girls, like at a fashion show,

and I'm like this, in black. Cold look, like frost

and this whole crowd knows my name

I walk through the hall, looking at everyone

those beauties clearly want something from me

- Bon jour, lovely ladies. What do I owe you?

- Two fresh juices and sushi for us - and hurry up with the order!

And what did you want from me? My life is not cloying,

I have to make ends meet - I worked as a tutor,

but at first there wasn't much money,

so at night I carry glasses and goblets

Whiskey, cognacs, aged for decades.

I know more about them than even an aesthete,

and all because I carry them on a tray,

while drunk people dance under my nose

"Hey, Chaldean, are you nuts?"

I hear it all the time from half-dead guests,

drunk to the bone. It's high time for them to go to bed,

and they're looking for all sorts of news on their asses

I've been working for a long time. The same familiar faces:

that one is always in shit, that one is like a socialite.

Everyone comes sober, modest, fashionable

and then "Baaah. Taxi driver - take me home!"

You won't remember me, and you shouldn't,

I'm not your buddy, and you're not mine either,

but when communicating with me, a sense of tact is important,

otherwise I'll spit in the salad and cheat you. That's it

Chorus

Weekend at the club - so much alcohol!

True, I'm on the other side of the counter

What's on all the checks? My initials

Who are you? Who am I? I'm a waiter!

Weekend at the club - so much alcohol!

True, I'm on the other side of the counter.

Where I am - the provincials don't hang out!

Who are you? Who am I? I'm a waiter!

Verse 2

It's the weekend. Everyone's at the bars,

but I don't care, man, I'm busy.

My shirt is ironed. I'm all fragrant,

because we're working while you're resting

Waiters, security, hookah men, bartenders.

Long working hours, plus a night shift,

but we are one team, and it's better in a team:

the bartenders give me a shot, and I give them something to eat

the guys give me a hookah, and I give them something to eat,

the security guys are protecting us, and I give them something to eat.

A tip for a tip, we live in perfect harmony!

We have a good team. It is needed everywhere

Yes, maybe the job is not the most prestigious,

but an extra penny is never extra.

And screw the rich kids, for whom this is "yuck"!

We are simple guys and we enjoy ourselves in our own way

Chorus

Weekends at the club - so much alcohol!

True, I'm on the other side of the counter

What's on all the checks? My initials

Who are you? Who am I? I'm a waiter!

Weekends at the club - so much alcohol!

True, I'm on the other side of the counter.

Where I am - the provincials don't hang out!

Who are you? Who am I? I'm a waiter!

Verse 3

It's five in the morning again, the hall is half empty.

Security brings the insensitive guests to their senses,

and I count the profit, take off my apron

and go back to work tomorrow with new passion!

Respect to those who don't mind getting their hands dirty.

You have to start somewhere before you play big.

And you might not remember my name later..

Everything's ok! Just don't offend me with a tip

Chorus

Weekend at the club - so much alcohol!

Really, I'm on the other side of the counter

Are those on all the checks? My initials

Who are you? Who am I? I'm a waiter!

Weekend at the club - so much alcohol!

Really, I'm on the other side of the counter.

Where I am - the provincials don't hang out!

Who are you? Who am I? I'm a waiter!

A weekend at the club - so much alcohol!

True, I'm on the other side of the counter

What's on all the checks? My initials

Who are you? Who am I? I'm a waiter!