| in my head there are pockets of madness
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| carpet-bombed swathes of land
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| this is my vietnam
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| this is a wonderful, riveting day to go
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| a trip for life, so to speak
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| a rendezvous with old nick
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| in my head, give me head, go ahead
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| in my head, feign you’re dead, motorhead
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| i’m your private bateman
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| bespoke marquis de sade
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| i’m your loving father
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| hey, let me tuck you in!
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| never again, and then again
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| never again, and then again
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| i hold the fort
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| i held the fort
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| i hear the voice again
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| we call on you; |
| we call on you to die!
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| we call on you, we call on you!
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| gently my self explodes
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| my brain is blown to pieces
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| i found my way, i found my way
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| my way
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| i found my way, i found my way
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| trees of green i see, red roses too, i see them bloom
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| we call on you; |
| we call on you to die!
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| we call on you, we call on you!
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| how would you like to dine tonight?
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| how would you like to die tonight?
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| in my case there is nothing more to appeal
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| all is set,
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| here we go,
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| c’est fini
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| say goodbye
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| in the chair, oh my dear, how’s my hair?
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| i’m the chair of this chair
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| i’m king lear
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| such a great performance
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| cnn is here tonight!
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| are you feeling sheepish?
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| did the jury get it right?
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| maybe we’re right, or we’re wrong
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| maybe we’re right, or we’re wrong
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| i’m in the clear
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| wish i were
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| i hear the voice again |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Last Supper , by - Teodor Tuff. Song from the album Dunderbeist, in the genre Иностранный рок