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Kishore Kumar Hits — The Blue Aeroplanes - Season Ticket to a Bad Place текст песни

Исполнитель: The Blue Aeroplanes

альбом: Spitting out Miracles

They are bound by chance he said
There is always this mad rush
We clipped their wings, sure
Blew them from the water
Hang on though, hang on
Down in the water was blue
Debbie's Chinese pints
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There's no pure sound either
There's just wreckage, just wreckage
Just wreckage and greed
Ah!
Having problems breathing?
Well pick through this tangle
And and take wool
What are they?
Clear this ground
It's fair game
Let's see {unintelligible}
Not {unintelligible}
Now we want
Anything
Looking to be {unintelligible}
That's what I wouldn't skip, either
We won that to be {unintelligible}
Well we don't get it
Don't get it
Now it's too late
Inspect this ground, soldier
{Unintelligible}
You know, it's the way {unintelligible}
I reconsider my way
What good does it do?
The vague memories
Held in the heart
Shining {unintelligible}
What's the use?
Tomorrow all this is going to be swamp
We're going to be rich
Oh well goddamn this system of bribes
We should damn this exploitation of innocence
Now we hold all markets
Now I could turn this gun on anyone

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