Seventeen Going Under

I remember the sickness was forever
我永远记得那疼痛
I remember snuff videos
记得看过的鼻烟胶卷（凶杀影片）
Cold Septembers
微冷的九月
The distances we covered
我们走过的长路
The fist fights on the beach
在海滩上的第一次争斗
The Bizzies round us up
警察就将我们包围
Do it all again next week
可我们在下周又一次打架
Embryonic love
就像胚胎般的爱情啊
The first time that it scarred
它伤痕累累
Embarrass yourself for someone
为了某人让自己出丑
Crying like a child
可最后自己哭得像个孩子
And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
还有那个踢汤姆脑袋的孩子
Still bugs me now
现在仍使我厌烦
That's the thing it lingers
那都是一些在我脑海中逗留却又在缓慢消失的事了
And claws you when you're down
就像当你向下坠落时却又突然抓住你

I was far too scared to hit him
我当时太害怕了，不敢打他
But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
可是现在我会毫不犹豫地冲上去揍他
That's the thing with anger
充满愤怒
It begs to stick around
它乞求留下来
So it can fleece you of your beauty
这样它就可以剥去你的美丽
And leave you spent with nowt to offer
让你一无所有
It makes you hurt the ones who love you
让你伤害爱你的人
You hurt them like they're nothing
你伤害他们就像他们什么也不是
You hurt them like they're nothing
你伤害他们就像他们什么也不是
You hurt them like they're nothing
你伤害他们就像他们什么也不是

See I spent my teens enraged
看吧，我十几岁时常常是暴怒的
Spiralling in silence
沉溺在沉默中
And I armed myself with a grin
用笑武装我自己
Cause I was always a ****in' joker
因为我他妈总爱开玩笑
Buried in their humour
埋葬于他人的幽默满足中
Amongst the white noise and boys' boys
于白噪声和男孩中
Locker room talkin' lads' lads
在更衣室的男孩们
Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags
浸满了廉价饮料和苦工的味道
A mirrored picture of my old man
像是映出我老时的模样
Oh God the kid's a dab hand
哦，天呐，这孩子真是个能手
Canny chanter, but he looks sad
可是 他看起来很难过
God, the kid looks so sad
神，他看起来很难过
God, the kid looks so sad
神，他看起来很难过

She said the debt, the debt, the debt
她说这都是债务，债务，债务
So I thought about shifting gear
所以我想过卖毒品，
And how she wept and wept and wept
她哭个不停
Luck came and died round here
好运来了，就消失在这里

I see my mother
我看见我的妈妈
The DWP see a number
DWP看见一个数字
She cries on the floor encumbered
她在地板上哭累了
I'm seventeen going under
我的十七岁也要破产了
I'm seventeen going under
我的十七岁也要破产了
I'm seventeen going under
我的十七岁也要破产了
I'm seventeen going under
我的十七岁也要破产了
I'm seventeen going under
我的十七岁也要破产了