on the rack

belidzs Sâmbătă, 11 Mai 2019, 09:13

Idiomatic translations of "on the rack"

Daneză

(at holde (spænde, ..) nogen) på pinebænken

Meanings:

Meanings of "on the rack"

Engleză

Suffering from great stress or anxiety; in a very difficult or stressful position.

"The whole family was on the rack waiting for the doctors to give them an update. They had the reigning champions on the rack for first half of the game."

belidzson Sâmbătă, 11 Mai 2019, 09:13

Rusă

прикладывать титанические усилия; напрягать все свои силы; испытывать адские муки; подвергать мучениям.

St. Solon Marţi, 14 Mai 2019, 13:59

"on the rack" în versuri

This is my least favorite you Who floats far above earth and stone The nights that I twist on the rack Is the time that I feel most at home

White on white, translucent Black cape's back on the rack Bela Lugosi's dead

That I can get a rain cover under your belly Finallu I'm making a use of my woman's large size I can easily leave the umbrella on the rack

I got my heart's fractures cut off Took off my shield and hang it on the rack Beautiful bodies, empty faces...

Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that You see it in my closet before it's on the rack Was out there in Hawaii, now I'm goin back

You're driving me insane It's a battle to the end, knock you down, you come again Talk back, ha talk back, you've got me on the rack Twisting every word I say

Round and firm and fully packed It was standing on the rack Someone stole the kishka

A guide into the great wrath On the rack, it tightens Bone against flesh is crushed

At the stake To the lions On the rack I break I break

Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack (I just don't give a fuck) So put my tape back on the rack, go run and tell your friends My shit is wack (I just don't give a fuck)

And the Black and Tans like lightning ran from the rifles of the IRA They burned their way through Munster and laid Leinster on the rack In Connaught and in Ulster marched the men of brown and black

Round and firm and fully packed (Eh, ha-ha!) It was hanging on the rack Someone stole the keeshka

And fry your blue blood black We'll mix a slice of thigh with spice And grill you on the rack

he's yet to come back but I've seen his picture it doesn't look the same up on the rack we go way back

I want a little bit of this and that I take a sip of this and a hit at that I'mma have everything on the rack Aw yeah, aw yeah

Now the sailors' gone, the room is bare The old piano sittin' there Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack Those empty chairs, the wooden floor

I got a telegram from the studio man And I'm bound out the door Suitcase on the rack, driver shootin' smack Backseat lover gettin' high

Where the sheep turn to wolves Where we dance polka on the pride of others I do not want to leave you on the rack What happens in Guantanamo stays in Guantanamo

And in the evening when the hens run To occupy a spot on the rack, The angry master came to the barn

Verse 2 You'll be on track, on the rack Bounce back, wheeling down a bumpy road