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Текст: Flipper. Blowin' Chunks (Live). In Life My Friends.

In life my friends, you pass along
You need not grieve when things go wrong
You've heard it said, go do your best
Though life's sun sinks to the west

If you're troubled with some belief
Or feel the pangs of coming grief
If things go rough and you're in a squeeze
Just hold your breath and take your

Be not deceived by the toilers thrift
Get what you can as nature's gift
Rewards all come in the present slice
So don't look for future paradise
Throw to the wind belief in hell or be called a fool or infidel

In life my friends, you pass along
You need not grieve when things go wrong
You've heard it said, go do your best
Though life's sun sinks to the west

If you're troubled with some belief
Or feel the pangs of coming grief
If things go rough and you're in a squeeze
Just hold your breath and take your ease

In life my friends, you pass along
You need not grieve when things go wrong
You've heard it said, go do your best
Though life's sun sinks to the west

If you're troubled with some belief
Or feel the pangs of coming grief
If things go rough and you're in a squeeze
Just hold your breath and take your ease

Be not deceived by the toiler's thrift
Get what you can as nature's gift
Rewards all come in the present slice
So don't look for future paradise
Throw to the wind belief in hell or be called a fool or infidel
Bury your creed in an oyster shell, then you will be right

In life my friends, you pass along
You need not grieve when things go wrong
You've heard it said, go do your best
Though life's sun sinks to the west

If you're troubled with some belief
Or feel the pangs of coming grief
If things go rough and you're in a squeeze
Just hold your breath and take your ease