I'm quite educated, not fired with beer
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They called me at night, my mother said he was sleeping
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I sweat immediately when the hooligans sat down
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Ladies come up to me, I blush, I run away
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I'm like an accordion player, always in harmony with myself
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I'm always happy, like a sectarian, I'm calm
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Deaf ears, about the fact that I should not drink
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Having bought a bottle of whiskey, friends call for a table and ...
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I'm blue in the trash, not the green blue Hulk
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Came up to me with a smile, and left with bruises
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From this tin, Lucifer fled to hell a long time ago
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Jason, Vader, Myers, Krueger, I'm the only one
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I've been blown away by Hurricane Walker, I'm a beast, a barbarian
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After a hundred grams of vodka, the women want to go to Rout
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I write in the skull twice so that everyone understands
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Drunk I'm thirsty, thirsty for blood
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Chorus:
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Not a word more, when I'm furious, you're mute
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Be careful, a lion came to the smell of blood
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We are psychos, you will hear only lies and nonsense from us
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Our heads were stolen long ago, insane
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Not a word more, when I'm furious, you're mute
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Be careful, a lion came to the smell of blood
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We are psychos, you will hear only lies and nonsense from us
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Our heads were stolen long ago, insane
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Well educated, but where I come from
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Only not ebichesky cold and specific dialect
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From here with eternal chills, counter malice comes to the regions
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There is no step to be unnoticed by a cop
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We get out of the shadows, we don't go beyond
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People hunted by the system, for their morals
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And on a white night in the darkness, the inner world froze
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This is where Franky ends, Freak begins. |
Amen
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Let me out of the cage
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I will build a new world for you, and with it a crypt for centuries
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In the case of me, the doctor is powerless, I confess ...
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Chaos, Faust and Michael Myers in me at the same time
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Not SWAG rap, but the underground, your homies infuriate us
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Against the background of good songs, this is Halloween style 10
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This beat is pounding and the heart is rushing out of the chest
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I get it, but the heart of Davy Jones
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Chorus:
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Not a word more, when I'm furious, you're mute
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Be careful, a lion came to the smell of blood
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We are psychos, you will hear only lies and nonsense from us
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Our heads were stolen long ago, insane
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Not a word more, when I'm furious, you're mute
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Be careful, a lion came to the smell of blood
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We are psychos, you will hear only lies and nonsense from us
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Our heads were stolen long ago, insane |