Bates - Heat Wave [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

It’s the way I
Drag when it hovers the
Surface right at me, now what?
It’s the way you
Carry yourself like a child
I don’t trust you at all
It’s the way she’d be
Running her nails on my torso
I’d say so
Alright
It’s the heat wave
Head- clouds
Feet- grave

Last night the first time that I passed out
I’d spent all day in the sun
Woke up at seven-
Thirty and went on a walk
Swam with whale shark
I was having my fun
Then
Left the hotel
With Joel
Vamos a Casa Azul he know well
One hundred peso
Ten grams of that regular
Ain’t seven dollars for-
Get it, oh well
Then
Drove to a bay
Up the coast
Smoke that first J
And I watch the birds dive bomb
Folks hang on hulls
Of the boat
They arrived on
Cliffsides and gulls
Are the note
I arrived on
And I swam the whole thing
Pelicans floating
I got to the beach
It’s La Paz, I’m at peace
And I wish I could put it in words that’s in ingles
On my way back almost stepped on some sting rays
Then hit the bar for some dinner with fam
Then hit the bar with my new Mexican
Homies, did not drink a drop but did drop in el mar
Tried not to drop to the floor
Band onstage playing electric guitar
I was enjoying myself just before
Feet feeling flakey and fail me once more
I need some water
Didn’t bother
To translate cause I’m feeling sick to my core
Good thing I left all my bud in the car
My body is sore
Senses escape me and on my way down hit my head on the ba-
(Thud/Crash)

(Hazy interlude)

Wait where’s my wallet?
I’m chugging a water
Shorty went got it
Then maybe I got her
Up on the rooftop
De la posada
Regretted it, she’s got a
Son, yada yada
So I hit the rack
Tried to relack
Fall right asleep
Cause my night was so packed
Rise to my feet
While I dream
I got out in the hall
And piss on
A fake plant, matter fact
And why are those my instincts?
What’s there to gather from rinsing
Artificial ginseng
Unconsciously?
Honestly
Woke in late morning
Rented a bike and set out to exploring this
Foreignness
I
Burnt it down
To a roach
Started to write what this story was
Thought
Back on the
Sails
And the tails
Of the birds
At that beach, it was glorious
Rode
Down the road
Feathered friend in the lane
I want to help him to not get run over
I put down my shit and I tried to explain
He don’t speak my language
His wing was just hanging
Helped him up the curb and I left him in anguish
He keeps on walking, he knows time is short
If I had a car or if I could afford
Him a chance to begin
Like wingspans in the wind
Flying out to the sunset on the horizon
I’m just theorizing
The ships I had seen were erased just as quickly when
I saw a rig
That had knocked down a fence
And the mast was all bent

It’s the way I
Drag when it hovers the
Surface right at me, now what?
It’s the way you
Carry yourself like a child
I don’t trust you at all
It’s the way she’d be
Running her nails on my torso
I’d say so
Alright
It’s the heat wave
Head- clouds
Feet- grave

It’s the way I
(Hana on hana on hana on hana on ha)
It’s the way you
(Hlala lalala lalala lalala la)
It’s the way she’d be
(Adada dadada adadada dadada adadada)
It’s the heat wave
Head: clouds
Feet: grave

(Heavy breathing, chewing, drinking)