And then I hid inexperience like a knife in the bushes
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And just started, as my bandolier became empty
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And from shame it's so terrible for me, I burn my tonsils bitterly
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I hide myself behind stupid jokes, only now
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Mead beats Adam degree of lust
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And the Method in the ear - Bring yes Payne, you all die
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You will gasp with fright - we were so wrong, oh, not the same
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And you thought, come on, what's the joke on the jester?
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You were waiting for confession right now, but you look like a tihar
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So I sincerely pump whiskey
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There are three minnows in the gastet, there are three mowers on the account
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Here everyone is mercilessly bonfire, locksmiths are burning
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Wait for it! |
- Papanov shouts to me from childhood
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We have nowhere to go already, you hear, it smells of propane
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Yes, you live, do not live in distress, everything is going according to plan
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Lousy about the bath, and you would shut up, dad
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Shake me
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Shake me from neck to groin
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Shake me
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Shake me so that I become whole
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Shake me
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Shake me in the trench under Bach
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Shake me
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Shake me, we're both at gunpoint
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No matter how hard I tried, I did not lose my memory
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So it sits in the liver, mom, this damn thorn
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I'm a native here, like bald uncle Gena
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Genghis Khan plus Diogenes is a set of my genes
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Fences ancient lizards arched their backs
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When it's frosty, the huts prop up the sky with smoke
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If it collapses, it will splash out of the eyes into glasses
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And we will choke here on our homespun rap
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And we were free under the bell towers
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My tribe is only in a roundabout way
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Walking now, we forgot the feast
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Scarecrows with stakes
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Listen, what are you talking about?
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And how can you understand, because you are not me
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It doesn't happen, it's all a lie
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hard-nosed planid
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Get out, my demon, to the area, my demon - I beg you, God - get out
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Do not languish, get rid of me, nigga, pliz, and let the dirt saturate you
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In the meantime, you're in the trash, handing out soup, spoiling the ladies, I'll run away to the taiga
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Change fate - either in the mouth of a saiga, or I will survive and I can do everything
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Shake me
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Shake me from neck to groin
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Shake me
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Shake me so that I become whole
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Shake me
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Shake me in the trench under Bach
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Shake me
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Shake me
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Shake me
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Shake me
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Shake me
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Shake me from neck to groin
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Shake me
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Shake me so that I become whole
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Shake me
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Shake me in the trench under Bach
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Shake me
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Shake me, we're both at gunpoint
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Shake me |