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Текст: Fu Manchu. In Search Of. The Falcon Has Landed.

Well, I dropped twenty-five and I lost mine
Countin' down or head straight to the sky
I seen side, there in no time
Soarin' high, a star shoutin' nine

The falcon has landed, it's shinin' and sanded
The falcon, it's grounded, that right where, I found it

The first of its kind, in our space and time
Waitin' out side the second ride
I see inside, there in no time
Soarin' high, a star shoutin' nine

The falcon has landed, it's shinin' and sanded
The falcon, it's grounded, that right where, I found it

On a hell bent journey to the center of the earth
(The earth the earth the earth)
Twin can freaks, payin' what it's worth
(It's worth, it's worth, it's worth)

Haulin' and crawlin, changers on its way
(Its way, its way, its way)
Mars attack risin', now it's too late
(Too late, too, late, too late)

Well, I dropped twenty-five and I lost mine
Countin' down headin' straight to the sky
I seen inside, there in no time
Soarin' high, a star shoutin' nine