Rock is feces! |
Rock is feces!
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Informal, did you put cotton wool in your ears?
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I tried to listen to your heavy metal -
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Creepy slop. |
Rock'n'roll is feces!
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Rock is feces! |
Rock is feces!
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Informal, did you put cotton wool in your ears?
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I tried to listen to your heavy metal -
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Creepy slop. |
Rock'n'roll is feces!
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I despise rock for short lines and loud roar
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When the shaggy freak is already red as cancer from screaming
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Again yells suddenly - a fool
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Rock is mura, brother, that's a fact
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A hearse is crying over rock
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Do you love rock? |
Ugh, how so, nigga? |
Whatta fuck?
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You are no longer my friend
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If I have a rock CD in my hands, then I go straight to the trash can
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Listening to rock is not true. |
Guitar riffs don't work
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I don't give a fuck, Victor, Jim or Kurt - let them die
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Whole group or one by one
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On the freeway, in the bathroom or under the gerdos, in the powder smoke
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The place of fate is not in the columns, but in the mortuary
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I also have a job - to pull the strings
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Yes, any monkey can masturbate a guitar
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Here, mumbling in micro is a really difficult pair
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Rock is feces! |
Rock is feces!
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Informal, did you put cotton wool in your ears? |
Creepy slop. |
Rock'n'roll is feces!
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Rock is feces! |
Rock is feces!
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Informal, did you put cotton wool in your ears?
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I tried to listen to your heavy metal -
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Creepy slop. |
Rock'n'roll is feces!
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My dear man, I see you are tipsy
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Now I will describe to you this hell on earth:
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In the city of Muhosransk in the basement of a gloomy club
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You can still find horseradish among shops and huts
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The walls are in skulls with a joyful grin
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The guard is drunk in the ass, and it really smells like feces
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The audience is excellent - everyone is in black and thumps
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Zombies are resting in vomited clothes
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Painted aunts are worse than a nuclear war
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They kick and then they are completely drunk
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A group comes out: the singer has two teeth
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Something is missing on this stage... Ah! |
Corpse!
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Playing rap metal from seven years ago
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Something is phoning there, solid malfunctions
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They play for an hour, they play for two - they are cut carelessly
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When asked how long they will play, they answer: “Forever!”
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All this will be in the past, in the future, now
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Let the brothers wheeze broken bass
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Go pull up the remains of the murdered Levis.
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Turn on, or something, Metallica, pray for Elvis
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Rock is feces! |
Rock is feces! |