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Underground rock - Висела писенька A toxic mutant's daughter Crawls through a sewer arc She's looking for a slaughter To make in Central Park. And blind man with his tomcat Turns out vanilla eyes To see a drunken wombat Screwing rotten Chicken Fries It's underground mama, it's underground Freak show at your service pulls bones around You here water dripping Things're peaceful here at last They won't disturb your sleeping With their sound al-Qaida blasts All maniacs and cheaters And rebels of all sort They come here for a bitter Taste of shelter and resort It's underground mama it's underground Come join our wicked family for wicked sound You scavengers of upper world You lurk in daily gloom Until a mushroom long foretold Splashes in a suddend boom A sky will roll like burning scroll With Apocalypse verse When flames and poison kill you all We will inherit earth It's underground mama it's underground When flames and plague to kill you all, we'll be the last to count Теперь bowin@lj исчет, кто бы это смузицировал |
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