Lyrics to the Iron Maiden song - 22, Acacia Avenue (The Continuing Saga Of Charlotte The Harlot)
Harris Smith
If you're feeling down, depressed, and lonely
I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me, and you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End, don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it, she'll teach you more than you can know
Charlotte, can't you get out from all this madness
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men, don't know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know
You won't have any beautiful wares to show anymore
22, the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside, the red light's burning bright tonight
Charlotte, isn't it time you stopped this mad life
Don't you ever think about the bad times
Why do you have to live this way
Do you enjoy your lay, or is it the pay?
Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street
Everybody stops and turns to stare at you
Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her, make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her, she can take all that you've got
Caress her, molest her, she always does what you want
You're running away, don't you know what you're doing
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte, you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good, don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you, don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you, stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're _coming_ with me
Now we'll translate this too - it's possible there are some spirits or something else in the same vein...
Кто к нам с пером придёт, тот от пера и погибнет!:smile51: