| I'm standing like a fool at the machine with that
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| What do we call lemonade for some reason
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| While I was choosing between Baikal and Pinocchio
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| The world is quiet on a rotten dam
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| I drove off the coils and the baby elephant from the dandy box
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| Stroked me on the head
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| I deftly freed myself from the crease
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| Kick, low kick - broken legs
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| Russia behind him, dragging people, flies in the pussy
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| This is not sadness, rather rf doom
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| And I support her neck so that the head
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| Didn't fall off like Yegorka's hydrocephalus
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| Stepping like a lily of the verve
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| In the state of leather jackets and padded jackets
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| Hardened gopniks and washed-up roosters
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| Only here it gets along so easily
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| Wear stylish sweatshirts, but remember son
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| In Russia they don't wear le coq
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| I wouldn't leave even if I could
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| Anger is in the air, fumes and smog
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| And you are a plane flying away
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| Save in your heart
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| Under the wing of the plane sings about something
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| Green sea of taiga
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| Tractors are falling from the sky like in Slovenia
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| Pathologists are all in doubt
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| Was found in the body of Russia
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| Ringworm not wanting to be outside
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| Loaded with estimates and thoughts of stink
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| Your dream to put our wait on a spit
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| Wait, believe, those to whom this shelter is close
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| And do not climb on the ballista, licking - death, damn it
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| This is a creeping creature, but how do you not want
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| He is vertebral beyond the laws of zoologists
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| And a parasite borrows from the country
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| Calls that he needs so much
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| The most important thing is what seymyau meowed in the video
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| To keep from falling into the foreign clitoris
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| After all, the harder it is for you, old man
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| The easier it will be to survive sarin later |