Сидим, просыпаемся - никого не трогаем, пойло
20-03-2003 14:36
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Сидим, просыпаемся - никого не трогаем, пойло вчерашнее в желудке булькает... Заходит Кен и развалившись в дверях говорит - что-то типа "доброе утро, война началась"..
Да ты что
На улице метель и солнце
My body, My hand
My heaven, My land
My guardian angel is mine
You say:
My dreams, My head
My sex, My bed
And it's my Corona with lime
And then I say ..
Maybe we could divide it in two
Maybe my animals live in Your Zoo
Maybe I'm in love with You:.
You say..
My hate, My frown
My kingdom, My crown
My palace and court is mine
You say..
My lights, My show
My years to grow
The time that I spend is fine
But then I say ..
Maybe we could divide it in two
Maybe my animals live in Your Zoo
Maybe I'm in love with You:.
But You say:
My coat, My hat
My bones, My fat
My zipper is shut by me
You say..
My Skin, My blood
My devil, My God
My freedom is what You see
But still I say
Maybe we could divide it in two
Maybe my animals live in Your Zoo
Maybe I'm in love with You:.
My begining, My end
My nuclear bomb to pretend:..
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