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Грант Джон

Down the rough road where the asphalt is split Stumbles a man down to his wits Brother, oh brother, what's left to regret? Known by the way that he carries

One two three four... Bittersweet strawberry marshmallow butterscotch Polarbear cashew dixieland phosphate chocolate My tutti frutti special raspberry

I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes There's no way you could make all of this

I wish that I could get up in the early morning time Things would fall out of the sky into my lap I wish I had the brain of a tyrannosaurus rex So that

When I got out of my bed this morning I noticed that it didn't have a right side And my head feels like it's filled to the top With pop and rocks and

Переклад: Grant Lee Buffalo. Спокійної ночі, Джон Ді.

Johnny Guitar you wanna feel good Johnny Guitar you wanna flail Hop in the car and buddy we?ll ride A hundred miles to Hell Johnny Guitar you gotta witness

Johnny guitar Ya wanna? feel good Johnny guitar Ya wanna flail Hop in the car N? buddy we?ll ride A hundred miles to hell Johnny guitar Ya gotta? witness

Johnny guitar Ya wanna? feel good Johnny guitar Ya wanna flail Hop in the car N? buddy we?ll ride A hundred miles to hell Johnny guitar Ya gotta? witness