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痞子阿姆少有的深度刻画歌迷心理的一首歌Stan，所讲述的故事非常的震撼人心，很是引人深思。
《Stan》反应了一个真实故事，歌名以一个死去歌迷名字命名，整首歌是以STAN和Eminem之间的通信为歌词，EMINEM唱这首歌的目的是希望他的歌迷们不要像STAN那样，在支持他时不要失去理智，迷失自己，要好好的活着。
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以前有些朋友抱怨看不懂无字幕的MV，特意弄来了个中文歌词，希望能帮助各位朋友更彻底的了解MV的意思~
Stan一个凄美的故事Eminem&Dido
Chorus: Elton John]
My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
Oh I can’t see at all!
And even if I could it would all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad
Not so bad..
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain’t callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ‘em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ‘em
but anyways; eff it, what’s been up? Man how’s your daughter?
My girlfriend’s pregnant too, I’m ’bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I’ma call her? I’ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I’m sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some {*silent*} who didn’t want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I’m your biggest fan
I even got the underground stuff that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the stuff you did with Rawkus too, that sh… was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
[Chorus: Elton John]
My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
Oh I can’t see at all!
And even if I could it would all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad
Not so bad..
[Eminem as ‘Stan’]
Dear Slim, you still ain’t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain’t mad - I just think it’s messed up you don’t answer fans
If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn’t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That’s my little brother man, he’s only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
for four hours and you just said, “No”
That’s pretty crummy man - you’re like his favorite idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain’t that mad though, I just don’t like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I’d write you
you would write back - see I’m just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you’re sayin in your songs
so when I have a crummy day, I drift away and put ‘em on
Cause I don’t really got {*edit*} else so that {*edit*} helps when I’m depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It’s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend’s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don’t know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don’t know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan — P.S. — we should be together too
[Chorus: Elton John]
[Eminem as ‘Stan’]
Dear Mister-I’m-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans
This’ll be the last package I ever send your ass
It’s been six months and still no word - I don’t deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on ‘em perfect
So this is my cassette I’m sendin you, I hope you hear it
I’m in the car right now, I’m doin 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, “In the Air of the Night”
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drownin
but didn’t, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That’s kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drownin
Now it’s too late - I’m on a 1000 downers now, I’m drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I loved you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you go to sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can’t BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*} Shut up {*edited*}! I’m tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that’s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn’t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain’t like you
Cause if she suffocates she’ll suffer more, then she’ll die too
Well, gotta go, I’m almost at the bridge now
Oh shoot, I forgot, how’m I supposed to send this tape out?
{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}
.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}
[Chorus: Elton John]
[Eminem]
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend’s pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I’m really flattered you would call your daughter that
and here’s an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on a Starter cap
I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don’t think I did that sh… intentionally just to diss you
But what’s this stuff you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that stuff just clownin dawg, c’mon - how messed up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counselin
to help your ass from bouncin off the walls when you get down some
And what’s this junk about us meant to be together?
That type of crap’ll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you’ll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I’m glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don’t want you to do some crazy bit
I seen this one {*edit*} on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove this car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn’t say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!
My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
Oh I can’t see at all!
And even if I could it would all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad
Not so bad..
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain’t callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ‘em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ‘em
but anyways; eff it, what’s been up? Man how’s your daughter?
My girlfriend’s pregnant too, I’m ’bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I’ma call her? I’ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I’m sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some {*silent*} who didn’t want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I’m your biggest fan
I even got the underground stuff that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the stuff you did with Rawkus too, that sh… was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
[Chorus: Elton John]
My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
Oh I can’t see at all!
And even if I could it would all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad
Not so bad..
[Eminem as ‘Stan’]
Dear Slim, you still ain’t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain’t mad - I just think it’s messed up you don’t answer fans
If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn’t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That’s my little brother man, he’s only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
for four hours and you just said, “No”
That’s pretty crummy man - you’re like his favorite idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain’t that mad though, I just don’t like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I’d write you
you would write back - see I’m just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you’re sayin in your songs
so when I have a crummy day, I drift away and put ‘em on
Cause I don’t really got {*edit*} else so that {*edit*} helps when I’m depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It’s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend’s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don’t know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don’t know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan — P.S. — we should be together too
[Chorus: Elton John]
[Eminem as ‘Stan’]
Dear Mister-I’m-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans
This’ll be the last package I ever send your ass
It’s been six months and still no word - I don’t deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on ‘em perfect
So this is my cassette I’m sendin you, I hope you hear it
I’m in the car right now, I’m doin 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, “In the Air of the Night”
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drownin
but didn’t, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That’s kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drownin
Now it’s too late - I’m on a 1000 downers now, I’m drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I loved you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you go to sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can’t BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*} Shut up {*edited*}! I’m tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that’s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn’t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain’t like you
Cause if she suffocates she’ll suffer more, then she’ll die too
Well, gotta go, I’m almost at the bridge now
Oh shoot, I forgot, how’m I supposed to send this tape out?
{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}
.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}
[Chorus: Elton John]
[Eminem]
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend’s pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I’m really flattered you would call your daughter that
and here’s an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on a Starter cap
I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don’t think I did that sh… intentionally just to diss you
But what’s this stuff you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that stuff just clownin dawg, c’mon - how messed up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counselin
to help your ass from bouncin off the walls when you get down some
And what’s this junk about us meant to be together?
That type of crap’ll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you’ll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I’m glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don’t want you to do some crazy bit
I seen this one {*edit*} on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove this car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn’t say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!
中文歌词
副歌：Dido
我的茶凉了，为什么……
我的心情总是不好。
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
什么也看不到
看见的都是灰色。
但在墙上却有你的照片，
它提醒我，还不算坏，
还不算坏……
[Stan]
亲爱的Slim，我写信给你，但你仍未答复。
我把我的地址、姓名和电话都留在了信末，
秋天里发了两封信，你肯定是没有受到。
可能是邮局或是什么地方搞错了。
有时我总是把地址写得很潦草。
但又能怎样呢？去它的吧！你的女儿好吗？
我的女朋友也怀孕了，我就要作爸爸了。
如果是女孩，你猜我会叫她什么？
我会给她起名叫Bonnie
我也读到了你的Ronnie叔叔的事儿，很难过。
我有个朋友为了甩了他的*子而轻生，
我知道你也许每天都听到这个，可我是你的超级歌迷
我甚至有你和Scam一起做的地下音乐。
我的房间里贴满了你的海报和照片。
我也喜欢你和Ruckus的歌，那很棒。
副歌：Dido
我的茶凉了，为什么……
我的心情总是不好。
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
什么也看不到
看见的都是灰色。
但在墙上却有你的照片，
它提醒我，还不算坏，
还不算坏……
[Stan]
亲爱的Slim，你仍旧没有回信，希望你能抓住计划。
我还没疯，我只是认为你TMD不屑于回信给歌迷。
如果你不想在剧场外理我，你就可以不理，
但至少应该为Matthew签个名。
那是我的小弟弟，只有六岁
我们在该死的寒风中里等了四个小时，可你只是说了个“不”
那个小家伙可是把你当成了他的偶像。
他要成为像你那样的人，他比我更喜欢你。
我还没疯，只是不喜欢被欺骗。
记得我们在丹佛的相遇吗？你说如果我写信，你会回信的
看在我们有相同的境遇的份儿上。
我也不知道谁是我爸，
他总是欺骗妈妈还打她。
我能在你的歌里看到自己。所以在那些心情沮丧的日子里，
就好听你的歌。
只有你的歌能帮我。
我甚至咋胸前纹上你的名字。
有时我也会割开手腕看它能流多少血。
如同肾上腺素一般，那些痛楚向我袭来。
我尊敬你，因为你说的一切都是事实。
我女友开始嫉妒，因为我每天谈论的只有你
但她并不像我如此的了解你，没人能
她不会了解有着我们这样经历的人的。
记得回信，你将会永远失去我这样的超级歌迷的。
你真诚的，Stan
此外我们也将会在一起的
副歌：Dido
我的茶凉了，为什么……
我的心情总是不好。
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
什么也看不到
看见的都是灰色。
但在墙上却有你的照片，
它提醒我，还不算坏，
还不算坏……
[Stan]
亲爱的从不回信的先生。
这将是我寄给你最后的邮件了。
六个月了，从没有回信——这不是我应得的。
我知道你受到了最近的两封信；
我在上面清清楚楚的写上了地址。
这回是我要寄给你的磁带，我希望你能听到
我在车上，在高速路上开90
嘿，slim，我喝了第15个伏特加，你说我还能开吗？
你知道PhilCollins那首关于救一个落水者的歌“In the Air of the Night”吗
但他没有得救
那情形就和现在一样，你本可以阻止我溺水的。
但现在一切都晚了，我吃了1000片镇定药
眼睛睁不开了，我想要的只不过是个该死的回信。
我希望您能知道我把你的照片从墙上都撕了下来。
我爱你slim。我们本应该在一起的，想想吧
现在你把一切都毁了，我想你不会睡着的，一定会梦到这一切。
当你梦到时，定会惊叫的
我希望你会受到良心的谴责，没有我，你不能呼吸
看看吧，slim[尖叫声]*子，闭嘴！我正在说话
嘿，slim，那是我的女友在后备箱中尖叫。
但我不会割开她的喉咙，我只是绑住她。
我不像你。
因为窒息而死会让她更痛苦。
好了，该走了，我已经到桥上了，
噢，见鬼，我怎么才能把磁带寄出去呢？
[车轮摩擦的声音][碰撞声]
[短暂的安静][溅起巨大的水花声]
亲爱的Stan，我本打算尽快回信给你，但最近太忙了。
你说你的女朋友怀孕了，多长时间了。
你能给你女儿起那个名字，我真的感到十分高兴。
这里有给你弟弟的签名，
我写在了信的一开始
很抱歉在演唱会上没能见到你，我肯定时错过了
不要认为我写那些歌是故意让你难过的
可你却说你也喜欢割腕
我唱那些只是说着玩的。
嘿，你还好吗？
你有些小麻烦Stan，我想你需要些建议来帮帮你了。
你说我们将会在一起是什么意思？
这种话让我不想和你见面
我想你和你的女友确实是相互需要的
也许你应该对她好一些
希望你能读到这封信，但愿它能赶在你伤害自己前寄到。
只要放松一些，我想你会好起来的
很高兴我可以激励你，但你为何那样疯狂
我只要你做一个歌迷
我不想再看到你说疯话了
两周前的一个新闻让我感到不安
一个家伙开车冲到了桥下
后备箱里是他怀孕的女友
在车上还找到了一盒磁带
可他们没说磁带是给谁的……
想想看，他的名字是……是你
该死的！
我的茶凉了，为什么……
我的心情总是不好。
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
什么也看不到
看见的都是灰色。
但在墙上却有你的照片，
它提醒我，还不算坏，
还不算坏……
[Stan]
亲爱的Slim，我写信给你，但你仍未答复。
我把我的地址、姓名和电话都留在了信末，
秋天里发了两封信，你肯定是没有受到。
可能是邮局或是什么地方搞错了。
有时我总是把地址写得很潦草。
但又能怎样呢？去它的吧！你的女儿好吗？
我的女朋友也怀孕了，我就要作爸爸了。
如果是女孩，你猜我会叫她什么？
我会给她起名叫Bonnie
我也读到了你的Ronnie叔叔的事儿，很难过。
我有个朋友为了甩了他的*子而轻生，
我知道你也许每天都听到这个，可我是你的超级歌迷
我甚至有你和Scam一起做的地下音乐。
我的房间里贴满了你的海报和照片。
我也喜欢你和Ruckus的歌，那很棒。
副歌：Dido
我的茶凉了，为什么……
我的心情总是不好。
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
什么也看不到
看见的都是灰色。
但在墙上却有你的照片，
它提醒我，还不算坏，
还不算坏……
[Stan]
亲爱的Slim，你仍旧没有回信，希望你能抓住计划。
我还没疯，我只是认为你TMD不屑于回信给歌迷。
如果你不想在剧场外理我，你就可以不理，
但至少应该为Matthew签个名。
那是我的小弟弟，只有六岁
我们在该死的寒风中里等了四个小时，可你只是说了个“不”
那个小家伙可是把你当成了他的偶像。
他要成为像你那样的人，他比我更喜欢你。
我还没疯，只是不喜欢被欺骗。
记得我们在丹佛的相遇吗？你说如果我写信，你会回信的
看在我们有相同的境遇的份儿上。
我也不知道谁是我爸，
他总是欺骗妈妈还打她。
我能在你的歌里看到自己。所以在那些心情沮丧的日子里，
就好听你的歌。
只有你的歌能帮我。
我甚至咋胸前纹上你的名字。
有时我也会割开手腕看它能流多少血。
如同肾上腺素一般，那些痛楚向我袭来。
我尊敬你，因为你说的一切都是事实。
我女友开始嫉妒，因为我每天谈论的只有你
但她并不像我如此的了解你，没人能
她不会了解有着我们这样经历的人的。
记得回信，你将会永远失去我这样的超级歌迷的。
你真诚的，Stan
此外我们也将会在一起的
副歌：Dido
我的茶凉了，为什么……
我的心情总是不好。
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
什么也看不到
看见的都是灰色。
但在墙上却有你的照片，
它提醒我，还不算坏，
还不算坏……
[Stan]
亲爱的从不回信的先生。
这将是我寄给你最后的邮件了。
六个月了，从没有回信——这不是我应得的。
我知道你受到了最近的两封信；
我在上面清清楚楚的写上了地址。
这回是我要寄给你的磁带，我希望你能听到
我在车上，在高速路上开90
嘿，slim，我喝了第15个伏特加，你说我还能开吗？
你知道PhilCollins那首关于救一个落水者的歌“In the Air of the Night”吗
但他没有得救
那情形就和现在一样，你本可以阻止我溺水的。
但现在一切都晚了，我吃了1000片镇定药
眼睛睁不开了，我想要的只不过是个该死的回信。
我希望您能知道我把你的照片从墙上都撕了下来。
我爱你slim。我们本应该在一起的，想想吧
现在你把一切都毁了，我想你不会睡着的，一定会梦到这一切。
当你梦到时，定会惊叫的
我希望你会受到良心的谴责，没有我，你不能呼吸
看看吧，slim[尖叫声]*子，闭嘴！我正在说话
嘿，slim，那是我的女友在后备箱中尖叫。
但我不会割开她的喉咙，我只是绑住她。
我不像你。
因为窒息而死会让她更痛苦。
好了，该走了，我已经到桥上了，
噢，见鬼，我怎么才能把磁带寄出去呢？
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亲爱的Stan，我本打算尽快回信给你，但最近太忙了。
你说你的女朋友怀孕了，多长时间了。
你能给你女儿起那个名字，我真的感到十分高兴。
这里有给你弟弟的签名，
我写在了信的一开始
很抱歉在演唱会上没能见到你，我肯定时错过了
不要认为我写那些歌是故意让你难过的
可你却说你也喜欢割腕
我唱那些只是说着玩的。
嘿，你还好吗？
你有些小麻烦Stan，我想你需要些建议来帮帮你了。
你说我们将会在一起是什么意思？
这种话让我不想和你见面
我想你和你的女友确实是相互需要的
也许你应该对她好一些
希望你能读到这封信，但愿它能赶在你伤害自己前寄到。
只要放松一些，我想你会好起来的
很高兴我可以激励你，但你为何那样疯狂
我只要你做一个歌迷
我不想再看到你说疯话了
两周前的一个新闻让我感到不安
一个家伙开车冲到了桥下
后备箱里是他怀孕的女友
在车上还找到了一盒磁带
可他们没说磁带是给谁的……
想想看，他的名字是……是你
该死的！
