I stutter out of place, like I'm pulling an Adam's apple
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I'll put on a white coat, forgetting to put on my underpants
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After all, I'm already a fool for them, this is a parable by the town
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Everyone is his own master, my master is pale-faced
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Like a chock in the light, my love, don't be angry
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A convict will play "murka" for us at the wedding, dance for an encore
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And my drunken saliva, like a parachute, falls on the floor
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This is grief from the mind and salary in the form of patches
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Who is doomed from childhood, he can’t escape
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Walls of offices and bazaars, fences, courts and the Moscow Ring Road
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Cops and polished temples, well-read liberals
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Gostiny yards, flashing lights, weighty and outcasts
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Everything is like a single canvas: who is smart is that idiot
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Who bared his teeth is the boss of the one who lifted his tail
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To heaven, where does this cute petting come from
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After all, the smart one runs away from life, and the stupid one is afraid of death?
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God pushed and squeezed out of himself (Out of himself)
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So-so people are rib toys (Only)
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God pushed and spit out me (Me)
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When I was drunk, when I was drunk, when I was drunk
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God pushed and squeezed out of himself (Out of himself)
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So-so people are rib toys (Only)
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God pushed and spit out me (Me)
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When I was drunk, when I was drunk, when I was drunk
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The white raven is dying under the lezginka
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Like a white swan under Jah Khalib
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Having lost a hymen under clonidine
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Hem at gunpoint splashed on the tile
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I'm in black lenses
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The world colors business
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I have two visas to heaven
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And youth in leasing
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Cleaner than the streets
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Simpler verse
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Dumber than chickens
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Sharper mind food
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Numbers at random
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They wrote to me in kind
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That I will get bored of life and I will howl at the moon
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Numbers at random
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They wrote to me in kind
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That I will get bored of life and I will howl at the moon
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God pushed and squeezed out of himself (Out of himself)
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So-so people are rib toys (Only)
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God pushed and spit out me (Me)
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When I was drunk, when I was drunk, when I was drunk
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God pushed and squeezed out of himself (Out of himself)
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So-so people are rib toys (Only)
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God pushed and spit out me (Me)
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When I was drunk, when I was drunk, when I was drunk
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We are lumps of the urethra, we ourselves will spit out the same
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Emptyheads are buckets, useless pawns
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Our heads are a puzzle, they will gather and blind
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Either Spasskaya's jaws, or an office stapler
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God grimaced and knocked out
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Breasts - jelly, prodigal wife
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God was upset and released into me
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Arrow lines, I answered - there is a wall
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God grimaced and knocked out
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Breasts - jelly, prodigal wife
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God was upset and released into me
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Arrow lines, I answered - there is a wall
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God pushed and squeezed out of himself (Out of himself)
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So-so people are rib toys (Only)
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God pushed and spit out me (Me)
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When I was drunk, when I was drunk, when I was drunk
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God pushed and squeezed out of himself (Out of himself)
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So-so people are rib toys (Only)
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God pushed and spit out me (Me)
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When I was drunk, when I was drunk, when I was drunk
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The other party's machine is off or out of network coverage |