Mushroom rains have come to us
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They are already everywhere
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They do not tolerate fuss and confusion
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They don't need mutes
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Their psilocybin children grow in the forest among the grass
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Which are not available in summer, but come closer to autumn
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Mushroom rains do not disturb the musical axis
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I put in a basket a pointed hat and a thin leg
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There are a lot of them at this time of the year
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Collect them in any weather
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After all, these are gifts of nature.
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Mushroom rains give strength to forest glades
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Mushroom rains have always been and will be
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And this is not a true story and not a fairy tale
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Listen, turn up the skysy
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Climb them on the Internet in search of places
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Yuzay yuzay yuzay
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After all, this is pure natural buzz
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Thanks to mushroom rains
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yum yum yum yum yum
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Collect them by regions
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Whether it's even a distant land
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Don't go to extremes
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Otherwise, the visual will be punished in secrecy
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Summer after summer comes autumn
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She brings us mushroom rains and many questions
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You can live with some hope
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But that's the way it should be
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Someone is destined to forget their past
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And is it worth remembering?
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Drops on the glass do not stop hammering
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Some nights brighten up the daily routine
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Alarm clock wakes you up in the morning
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The same rains are already waiting for me
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They call for mushrooms
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On the new battlefield
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Moreover, there is no need to be afraid of mushrooms
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An attempt at the concept of drunken personnel
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Then it may seem true
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Mushrooms mushrooms from the glade
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Miracles ribit ribit
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I feel the world where have I climbed?
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Loophole of abundance
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Emotions have fermented
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Against the backdrop of darkness followed after
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And a million thoughts per second
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And I lost them in a basket for a couple
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Remelt yourself according to spatial temporal flaws,
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And what I saw on the way as screen interference
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The hurricane spins you around its axis
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Guiding and setting goals
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I got spun on a carousel
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This ride was pretty cool.
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The geometry of half-living figures is broken
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Everything is different
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Everything makes no sense
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It rained regularly, and the earth grew
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Yes, so the development of this strange game is not predictable
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Wake up when the magic ends
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This is not mysticism, this is MUSHROOMS that you found.
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But we will be transported to the forest
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Where did she go for mushrooms for berries
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As they say, and as a result, she ate hallucinogenic mushrooms
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And once again staggering in the forest
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We spend the day celebrating
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Have fun like this
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And if she didn't think it was nothing
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fictitious utterance
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You still wouldn't tell what I told Mushroom rains since September
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The slush is nasty so the boots are rubber
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And reed dampness
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Kneaded the swamp in search of stairs to heaven,
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And they found a quiet cellar without light
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Scratch in the bottom of the barrel
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The letters were equalized by CAPSOM,
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And the foresters told me where to go...
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And the foresters told me where to go
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These mushroom rains
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Those mushroom rains
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Those mushroom rains... |