Stoned, I go to my house along a quiet street
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I'm trying to figure out what was, is and will be
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Foreign cities where no one loves us at all
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Crazy positive from endless vibrations
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Dumb savages and extraterrestrial civilizations
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Voices, or maybe it's just glitches
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Soldiers of silence and children of mutual responsibility.
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Ex: I've been here for a long time, y-y-y I don't understand anything
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I've been here for a long time, y-y-y I don't understand anything
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Holy beggars, groovy sharomygi
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I missed the moment and now there are only hucksters around
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We had a dream, but there are such ghouls here
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Cross the line and you're up to your neck in this asshole
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And you can be different and not kick in the same gate
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They have Vietnam again, for some reason I'm reluctant
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Fight and let hag Europe be silent
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In your native country, it's more dear to disappear
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Ex: I've been here for a long time, y-y-y I don't understand anything
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I've been here for a long time, y-y-y I don't understand anything
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Dancing till you drop on tables and pans
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Soaring into the skies on secret submarines
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Spies here and there, but it doesn't mean anything
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When we have spring, the bourgeoisie quietly cries
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In sacred charts, everything has long become boring
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Melodies and rhythms of modern garilleros
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Fascism will not pass, goats will break their teeth
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I remembered a joke about the fact that we are no longer people
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Ex: I've been here for a long time, y-y-y I don't understand anything
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I've been here for a long time, y-y-y I don't understand anything
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Wind in the head, space music in the ears
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Stoned, I go to my house along a quiet street
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I'm trying to figure out what was, is and will be
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Foreign cities where no one loves us at all. |