| Tomorrow is a day off - I'm going home
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| I'm going home, I'm going home
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| Somewhere out there, behind my back, my native plant
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| Everything is buzzing like a frightened swarm
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| There are my homies, crushing the ruff
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| They smoke, slowly, do piles of things
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| Just don't interfere - let them rustle
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| And they don't need a shish
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| If I had known the buyback, I would have lived in Sochi
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| Together with Olya - the lady of clubs,
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| But fate doesn't want to
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| I have two cards to reveal the secret
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| Oh, it was, it wasn't, I'll burn to the ground
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| I will burn to the ground, I will burn to the ground
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| I'll break in half, I'll drop everything
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| If only you called me
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| But she does not call, but calls the plant
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| And again the people stand at the machines
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| And gives, and gives, and the soul sings
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| What is she singing?
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| If I had known the buyback, I would have lived in Sochi
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| Together with Olya - the lady of clubs,
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| But fate doesn't want to
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| I have two cards to reveal the secret
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| There are my homies, crushing the ruff
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| They smoke, slowly, do piles of things
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| Just don't interfere - let them rustle
|
| And they don't need a shish
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| If I had known the buyback, I would have lived in Sochi
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| Together with Olya - the lady of clubs,
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| But fate doesn't want to
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| I have two cards to reveal the secret
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| If I had known the buyback, I would have lived in Sochi
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| Together with Olya - the lady of clubs,
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| But fate doesn't want to
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| I have two cards to reveal the secret |