bat (1):
1. nietoperz
Idiomy:
as blind as bat ślepy jak kret
like a bat out of hell na złamanie karku
to have bats in the belfry mieć bzika
old bat starucha, babsko
bat (2):
1. Kij baseballowy/krykietowy
table tenis bat rakieta do tenisa stołowego
2. pała, pałka
3. cios, uderzenie
4. gracz "przy kiju" (w sporcie)
Idiomy:
to do something off one's own bat zrobić coś z własnej inicjatywy
to go to bat for somebody brać stronę kogoś, być za kimś
off the bat natychmiast
to play a straight bat grać czysto
bat (3):
1. Tempo
at an awful bat na złamanie karku
bat (4)
1. mrugnięcie
Idiomy:
without batting an eye bez zmrużenia oka
bat (5)
1. popijawa
to go on a bat pójść w tango
Cytat:
The sun was set; the night came on apace,
And falling dews bewet around the place;
The bat takes airy rounds on leathern wings,
And the hoarse owl his woeful dirges sings.
- John Gay, Shepherd's Week, Wednesday; or, The Dumps.
The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling,
way down in the valley tonight.
There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye,
and a blade shining oh so bright.
There's evil in the air and there's thunder in sky,
and A killer's on the bloodshot streets.
Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising,
Oh I swear I saw a young boy down in the gutter,
He was starting to foam in the heat.
Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world,
that's pure and good and right.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
there's always gonna be some light.
But I gotta get out,
I gotta break it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So we gotta make the most of our one night together.
When it's over you know,
We'll both be so alone.
Like a
bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
When the night is over
Like a
bat out of hell
I'll be gone gone gone.
Like a
bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
But when the day is done and the sun goes down,
and the moonlights shining through,
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven,
I'll come crawling on back to you.
I'm gonna hit the highway like a battering ram,
on a silver black phantom bike.
When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry,
and we're all about to see the light.
Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole.
Everything is stunted and lost.
And nothing really rocks
And nothing really rolls
And nothing's ever worth the cost.
And I know that I'm damned if I never get out,
And maybe I'm damned if I do,
But with every other beat I've got left in my heart,
You know I'd rather be damned with you.
If I gotta be damned you know I wanns be damned,
dancing through the night with you.
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned.
Gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned.
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned,
Dancing through the night
Dancing through the night
Dancing through the night with you.
Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world,
that's pure and good and right.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
there's always gonna be some light.
But I gotta get out,
I gotta break it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So we gotta make the most of our one night together.
When it's over you know,
We'll both be so alone.
Like a
bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
When the night is over
Like a
bat out of hell
I'll be gone gone gone.
Like a
bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
But when the day is done and the sun goes down,
and the moonlights shining through,
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven,
I'll come crawling on back to you.
I can see myself tearing up the road,
Faster than any other boy has ever gone.
And my skin is raw but my soul is ripe.
No-one's gonna stop me now,
I gotta make my escape.
But I can't stop thinking of you,
and I never see the sudden curve until it's way too late.
I never see the sudden curve 'till it's way too late.
Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun.
Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike.
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell.
And the last thing I see is my heart,
Still beating,
Breaking out of my body,
And flying away,
Like a
bat out of hell.
Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun.
Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike.
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell.
And the last thing I see is my heart.
Still beating, still beating,
Breaking out of my body and flying away,
Like a
bat out of hell.
Like a
bat out of hell.
Like a
bat out of hell.
Oh like a
bat out of hell!
Oh like a
bat out of hell!
Like a
bat out of hell!
