| Chorus:
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| I smoked my head and my head was blown off,
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| But I said: "Let's have another cap."
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| And another cap, and another cap,
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| I open the window one more cap at a time.
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| I chop the music one more cap,
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| I'll stick a little more on the cap.
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| And another cap, and another cap,
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| A hat for mommy, a hat for dad.
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| The sky floats away, the mare nods her head to me,
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| So everything was right, the music smiles at me.
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| Somewhere in the distance, uncle on the Oka,
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| I'm going for Belomor cannabis on a T-shirt.
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| Run weekends, game overs, happy endings,
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| Someone there under something, I'll ask: "Why is this?
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| Although why do I ask: “Why is this?”
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| After all, it used to be that he himself walked along “H” under anything.
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| Tea, cookies, ice cream with jam,
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| I prefer slowing down to speeding up.
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| And it would be necessary to sharpen the reading,
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| Turn off the TV and get money out by any means,
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| But we were bantering, clamoring, honking on the block.
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| Chorus:
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| I smoked my head and my head was blown off,
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| But I said: "Let's have another cap."
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| And another cap, and another cap,
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| I open the window one more cap at a time.
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| I chop the music one more cap,
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| I'll stick a little more on the cap.
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| And another cap, and another cap,
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| A hat for mommy, a hat for dad.
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| There is turmoil in the world, humanity is waiting for a miracle
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| And I also really want everything to be cool.
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| And even though today turned out to be some kind of ** crazy,
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| I am glad for him, because I value every minute.
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| And then suddenly a tsunami, and then what are we with the boys
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| Let's not mind our own business,
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| Booming under the clouds.
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| Big changes are not far off along the way,
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| Soon there will be another Earth.
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| Miami will change roles with Chelyaba,
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| And the jungle will be overgrown with poplars.
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| And where you and I used to walk
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| A completely different grass will grow.
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| Triagrutrika, and all because I'm white,
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| White by lawlessness.
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| unburned body,
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| But I do business.
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| Chorus:
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| I smoked my head and my head was blown off,
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| But I said: "Let's have another cap."
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| And another cap, and another cap,
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| I open the window one more cap at a time.
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| I chop the music one more cap,
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| I'll stick a little more on the cap.
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| And another cap, and another cap,
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| A hat for mommy, a hat for dad. |