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Артист: SquirtgunНазвание : Mr. OrangeДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : pop punk punk punk rock ramones-core pop-punk Видео:
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Drain the gourd with a muddy stick Take the body out, spit the seeds at the land. Add powder for the bomb. Find a human trinket and explode it with this line "I`m an arsenal in fact and now your style is mine." Take a look. What is left? Mob of tears and ditch of weed. Mr. Orange you`ve grown up sad, and now your orchard`s science blind. Dig a hole. Jump inside. Peek out your fear. Read about an iron hand. Pretend that he is near. Drink a little vodka now, loosen up your brain. Arsenals have random days, your weapons pour down rain. Take a look. What becomes of uniforms and misery? Mr. Orange you`ve grown up hard, and your is science blind. Then the admonition comes. You can`t find your fuzzy feet. The fist that strikes you is a shard. Mr. Orange you`re full of seeds. You`ll be here for a thousand years Sick and tired. A lofty fruit. Mr. Orange you paint up nice, and now your orchard`s still and pocked. | Похожие исполнители:
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