| 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... |