Soon they will all put us in the position of Lenin,
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When the bang-bang sounds for defeat, kerya.
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And if you slam the door hard,
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Either you are not brought up, or you have a Gelik.
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They lay us, or they lay us,
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More time, less nerves.
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And the sadness goes away so quickly
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When you feel how cold it is, f*ck at the temple.
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You are f*cking off the ledge, im in the sky.
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Don't change anything, leave it where it is.
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The bailiff came in, I didn’t get up
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And it's not that I'm tired, damn it.
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There are eight legs and one nut under the table,
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In whose favor the conversation will play, guess.
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Three from the road, purely on Nikes,
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And in our radio tape recorder, not "Na-Na" plays.
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And today we are at ease along the way,
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Even big fucking ends can be hidden in the water.
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And even if not high, but purely high,
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How many kilometers are there? |
Half life.
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Chorus:
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us...
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us...
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Keep your mouth on tape
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Our deeds cannot be parsed like a doctor's handwriting.
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Less words, more dots
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Bleeding from those who are incompatible with life.
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Here the huts turn their backs,
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There are more corpses here than in the Nevada desert.
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And my brother and I will arrange our own Baden-Baden,
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Ice cream for kids, damn incense.
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From garbage outfits to sports equipment.
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Whoever needs it is nearby.
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And they are looking for us, rummaging around in every corner of the district,
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And they are looking for us through Interpol and through Google.
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Here are the same compadres,
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The nursing home is hardly our address.
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And we will be packed covered,
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Or they will put us to rest in a closed place.
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We are guilty, so our case is accusative.
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We are vagabonds in fermentation.
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And for us it was already a warning,
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But so far there was no defeat.
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Chorus:
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us...
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us to defeat.
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It's time, it's time for us... |