| And demons rush to heaven
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| And the cradle of the devil is empty
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| Skeletons click bones
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| Have fun with children
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| And the ancient chains are oppressing
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| And compared to her, rap is holy
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| Witches are ready for divination
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| She goes, goes to you
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| We thought there was no threat
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| Planned to live a hundred years
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| Shamelessly rolling your lip
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| We thought she was in a coffin
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| We thought the wave had passed
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| Planned a baby
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| Forgetting her, flabby people
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| She will come back, she will come
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| Vigorous, cursed
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| And engulfed in flames
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| There is a horned goat
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| For the little guys
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| Knock-knock-knock (Who's there?)
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| It's me, your mother has come
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| Brought three cans of milk and five bags of cabbage
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| Open quickly and help quickly
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| And then I’ll pour the belt on you, so much so that sparks will fall
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| What kind of a goat just squeaked something about my voice there from behind the door?
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| Ring-ring, hey, kids
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| Hurry open to whom they say
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| Stop picking your nose with your hoof
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| Encrypting from mommy is not an option
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| I froze along the way
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| Like the waters of the far north
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| And now I'm wheezing from a cold
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| Here you are, kids, and you don’t recognize me, all seven
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| It's hard without a mother for you, unfortunate
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| The snot hangs, the tummy grumbles, and the butt is not washed
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| I hear someone's hooves reaching for the handle of the lock
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| Let me on the threshold
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| It's unacceptable to torture your parents like that
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| How tired I am, hard rock
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| From the market in string bags to carry you
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| Vigorous, cursed
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| And engulfed in flames
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| There is a horned goat
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| For the little guys
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| Vigorous, cursed
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| And engulfed in flames
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| There is a horned goat
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| For the little guys
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| (It serves him right)
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| And who did not teach lessons
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| That's bad luck in the night
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| Who ate poorly and went to bed late
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| To that comes Russian rock
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| Heavy, drunk and angry
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| Sneaking around with a dirty head
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| Laughs viciously in the whole mouth
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| And drinks vodka, and beats women |