Triste histoire à propos de Sonny,
Sonny George était le chanteur des Planets Rockets, au mois de mai dernier j'avais achété l'album de Phil Lee et il y avait une chanson sur Sonny, les paroles n'etant pas incluse dans le livret, j'avais du mal à capter le sens du morceau, Phil me renvoya ce mail :
'Sonny George', the truck driver kills 11 children and goes insane. sonny george, our pal, and former planet rocker, in real life just snapped....his mind went for some reason and it's looking like it's going to stay that way...he is (or was) a great guy and a great talent and i'd sure like to know what the hell went wrong.
SONNY GEORGE
sonny george never meant to kill 11 kids
never mind what he meant to do
the fact remains, he did
sonny george was a working man
trying to make an honest buck
he was working on the day he killed them kids
with a big freightliner truck
no one really knows what happened
on that humid august morn
11 younguns left this world about as quick
as they were born
11 babies bit the dust, it wasnít a pretty sight
there's mamas and papas and there's sonny george
they won't sleep so well tonight
the songs get sung, stories're told, oh man how they glamorize
those pill popping lunatics, toothpicks holding up their eyes
gear-jamming maniacs w/ a flame shooting out of a smokestack pipe
40 tons of hell on wheels, coming at you down the old turnpike
sonny george, he trembled as he stood before the judge
sonnys' lawyer begged for mercy but the d.a. wouldn't budge
"well if you can't cut my client loose
can you cut the boy some slack"
the d.a. said "i'd cut my head off counselor,
if i thought it'd bring them children back "
there's blood still on the highway where this dreadful thing occurred
little bits of glass and metal, flowers by the curve
sonny george didn't go to jail, i suppose that's good
but he never spoke another word anybody understood
the songs get sung, the stories get told , yes ma'am they will glamorize
those pill popping lunatics, toothpicks holding up their eyes
gear-jamming maniacs w/ a flame shooting out of a smokestack pipe
40 tons of hell on wheels, coming at you down the old turnpike
sonny george never meant to kill them little folks
slight or well we knew him, no one around here jokes
nobody curses sonny george, they curse his awful luck
and there's not a day, some one don't say
goddamn a big old truck
PHIL LEE GRM/BMI
