| The roof is clapping
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| The roof is clapping
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| Thanks to all! |
| Staff is good!
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| This drug is good.
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| Heart climbs through the throat
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| Climbs, climbs through the throat,
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| But as it should, it didn’t go wrong
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| Conclusion: not right
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| The roof is clapping
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| The roof is clapping
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| Thanks to all! |
| Staff is good!
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| This drug is good.
|
| Heart climbs through the throat
|
| Climbs, climbs through the throat,
|
| But as it should, it didn’t go wrong
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| Conclusion: not right
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| I am a scum candidate! |
| All I need to know
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| Avoid unnecessary questions and smoke, inject, swallow
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| I used to be young and fresh, but everything rolled in my pussy
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| For it is difficult to make a cache when you work nowhere
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| Fortune smiled at me, my life changed
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| I didn’t even dream, I didn’t think that work is a thrill!
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| I work tirelessly with raped veins
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| They cook me a new hallucinogen on open fire
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| Creative cook cooks. |
| Everything that cooks, you need to eat,
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| And if you refuse, he’ll bluff: “You don’t eat mushrooms, damn it?”
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| Often my flask splashes, glitches cause a psycho,
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| But I'm a hardy hard worker - I work hard for three
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| I can hardly restrain my rage, horsehair fumbles in my veins
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| Got a sixth sense - intravenous voice
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| Let the miserable soul not be pure and the body breathe with seams
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| I, like a suicide bomber, will die with you!
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| The blanket fled, the sheet flew away
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| And the pillow, like a frog, jumped away from me
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| I'm for a candle - she's in the oven, I'm for a book - she run
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| Don't give me more spice! |
| Fuck your mother!
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| The roof is clapping
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| The roof is clapping
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| Thanks to all! |
| Staff is good!
|
| This drug is good.
|
| Heart climbs through the throat
|
| Climbs, climbs through the throat,
|
| But as it should, it didn’t go wrong
|
| Conclusion: not right
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| I was practically friends with the grandmothers on the bench
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| He was a vegetarian - he sat only on the grass
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| But, as soon as the buzz smelt, wildly dispersed
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| I, like a detective, sniffed everything, ate and pierced
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| Dumped by a stupid friend. |
| Apparently we are not a couple
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| She herself has been sitting on a gloomy one for a long time, a complete bastard
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| Her new dry wanker rarely beats her
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| It's not worth it, because it doesn't want to! |
| Broke, baby!
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| Who is friendly with amphetamine, sits on a sleigh with a sniff
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| Tom doesn't need a dick at all! |
| He has love with a huckster
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| Well, I'm inside the game, where the dose is free
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| Just jumped off the needle and jumped under the wheels
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| The sleigh is going faster and faster, the brain and body are shaken
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| I'm getting weaker, the doses are meaner! |
| And the Ministry of Health warned!
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| And millions will die, I'll put my hands on it
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| "Buenos dias, our gulen!" |
| - tell me glitches
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| Yellow blue macaque hugging me with his ears
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| Ate the eyes of my dogs, paying with lice
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| He sang that he jumps steeper from the cloaca to the anus
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| And that the stars in the blue cloud raise the status
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| That the hero from Futurama is better than dead women
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| That sleeping red mama needs more cracks
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| That the biggest wilderness is more vicious than ever
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| What kind of fucking nonsense is this?! |
| Wake me up immediately!
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| The roof is clapping
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| The roof is clapping
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| Thanks to all! |
| Staff is good!
|
| This drug is good.
|
| Heart climbs through the throat
|
| Climbs, climbs through the throat,
|
| But as it should, it didn’t go wrong
|
| Conclusion: not right
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| The roof is clapping
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| Clap - clap your hands
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| I have rats under my skin
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| Rats under his skin
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| I'm laying back now, bitches!
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| I'm going crazy, assholes!
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| Yes, don't worry about us
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| There are cars like you here! |