They said they’ll teach you how to live
So what it’s mean?
Five years you wasting time and
Listening mister Dean
Few girls, some friends, much alcohol
Is it rock ‘n’ roll?
Then job and Fridays
Is this really wants my soul?
So where I have to go?
Where the place I can
try all?
Get really high and not to fall
Easy life, no problems
Is this really wants my soul?
I have one key to moving on
And yes I know
One key – one door, one choice, so
That is the time to go
Now I sit in office chair,
I look on the wall
Someone pay me money
Is this real rock ‘n’ roll?
So where I have to go?
Where the place I can try all?
Get really high and not to fall
Easy life, no problems
Is this real rock ‘n’ roll?
Is this really wants my soul?
I’m Late
She was so great
That’s what he had said
To his friends
Before they found him dead
There was so much pain
While he was destroying
All around
Him again
Blindness of his love and dream
Allowed to believe
That it could be not so hard
To love one girl then let her go
And watch how is she breathe
While being in another heart
He was in the depth of madness
And was not afraid
That he can be betrayed
But it was late
One more whiskey glass
Just to say okay
When she asks
How was your day
With a bitter smile
She saves in a folder
Called smolder
Him last photo file
2x
Blindness of his love and dream
Allowed to believe
That it could be not so hard
To love one girl then let her go
And watch how is she breathe
While being in another heart
He was in the depth of madness
And was not afraid
That he can be betrayed
But it was late
Fields of Ruins
Grass of stones
Trees are clones
And clouds of fire
Electric rain
No feels, no pain
And no desire
What we’ve done with fire
Of technology
No more life and forests
No ecology
See what we’ve done
See what we’ve done
Burning sun
Cities gone
Only fields of ruins
Garbage nation
Waste creation
And the wind of coins
What you think about
Life’s developing
Look around and say me
How?
See what we’ve done
See what we’ve done
Country Boy
Country style boy from the
Boring office job goes home
Country style boy bought a
Bottle of a rum and goes home
He have no children
And he have no wife, only rum
Hey boy, you live so long alone
You have a guitar, but your fans are gone
What are you doing in your free time?
I drink a lot and everything is fine
He met one pretty pretty
Girl in bar and goes home
Yes he was happy
And she too, they were walking home
Now he have children
And pretty wife, but not the rum
Hey boy, you live so long alone
You have a guitar, but your fans are gone
What are you doing in your free time?
I have no time, and I prepare for crime.
Thunder
What if I say to you,
That the day is last?
Then all people will go
You would left alone
What a good time for you
To steal a car
Now you’re king of the world
You can do what you want
So what’s wrong?
So you walk alone
Through the streets and shops
Where the people are gone?
No calls on your phone
Joy and fun were done
So what you feel?
That’s a fear in your bones
Suicidal thoughts
Make right choice
Russian Fables
Now I know the reason why
Little Tanya stand and cry
This fast river is too wide
She’s drop the ball again
There is legend of the goat
She keeps her horned black death note
And if you don’t eat milk with oat
You will feel the pain
This is story about the ant
I never saw him in dormant
But dragonfly du what she want
So she’s gonna die
Monkey eyesight was too bad
She found a glasses and was glad
Then she used it like a mad
Now she have no eyes
God gave cheese to stupid crow
Fox noticed that yellow glow
Fox had breakfast as you know
But where this fucking crow?
From Thirteenth Floor
I can see people run for their money
Anywhere
I can hear people laugh and cry
In the corner
Someone spends all of his money
And someone works all night and day
Someone lose the game of life
And someone wins everywhere
From thirteenth floor
What I can see behind the door
From thirteenth floor
What I can hear
Godzilla
She was woken up by people’s indifference
Oure huge buildings for her as a houses of cards
No one even know about her existence
She puts things in order by making grave yards
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Get really high and not to fall
Easy life, no problems
Is this really wants my soul?
I have one key to moving on
And yes I know
One key – one door, one choice, so
That is the time to go
Now I sit in office chair,
I look on the wall
Someone pay me money
Is this real rock ‘n’ roll?
So where I have to go?
Where the place I can try all?
Get really high and not to fall
Easy life, no problems
Is this real rock ‘n’ roll?
Is this really wants my soul?
I’m Late
She was so great
That’s what he had said
To his friends
Before they found him dead
There was so much pain
While he was destroying
All around
Him again
Blindness of his love and dream
Allowed to believe
That it could be not so hard
To love one girl then let her go
And watch how is she breathe
While being in another heart
He was in the depth of madness
And was not afraid
That he can be betrayed
But it was late
One more whiskey glass
Just to say okay
When she asks
How was your day
With a bitter smile
She saves in a folder
Called smolder
Him last photo file
2x
Blindness of his love and dream
Allowed to believe
That it could be not so hard
To love one girl then let her go
And watch how is she breathe
While being in another heart
He was in the depth of madness
And was not afraid
That he can be betrayed
But it was late
Fields of Ruins
Grass of stones
Trees are clones
And clouds of fire
Electric rain
No feels, no pain
And no desire
What we’ve done with fire
Of technology
No more life and forests
No ecology
See what we’ve done
See what we’ve done
Burning sun
Cities gone
Only fields of ruins
Garbage nation
Waste creation
And the wind of coins
What you think about
Life’s developing
Look around and say me
How?
See what we’ve done
See what we’ve done
Country Boy
Country style boy from the
Boring office job goes home
Country style boy bought a
Bottle of a rum and goes home
He have no children
And he have no wife, only rum
Hey boy, you live so long alone
You have a guitar, but your fans are gone
What are you doing in your free time?
I drink a lot and everything is fine
He met one pretty pretty
Girl in bar and goes home
Yes he was happy
And she too, they were walking home
Now he have children
And pretty wife, but not the rum
Hey boy, you live so long alone
You have a guitar, but your fans are gone
What are you doing in your free time?
I have no time, and I prepare for crime.
Thunder
What if I say to you,
That the day is last?
Then all people will go
You would left alone
What a good time for you
To steal a car
Now you’re king of the world
You can do what you want
So what’s wrong?
So you walk alone
Through the streets and shops
Where the people are gone?
No calls on your phone
Joy and fun were done
So what you feel?
That’s a fear in your bones
Suicidal thoughts
Make right choice
Russian Fables
Now I know the reason why
Little Tanya stand and cry
This fast river is too wide
She’s drop the ball again
There is legend of the goat
She keeps her horned black death note
And if you don’t eat milk with oat
You will feel the pain
This is story about the ant
I never saw him in dormant
But dragonfly du what she want
So she’s gonna die
Monkey eyesight was too bad
She found a glasses and was glad
Then she used it like a mad
Now she have no eyes
God gave cheese to stupid crow
Fox noticed that yellow glow
Fox had breakfast as you know
But where this fucking crow?
From Thirteenth Floor
I can see people run for their money
Anywhere
I can hear people laugh and cry
In the corner
Someone spends all of his money
And someone works all night and day
Someone lose the game of life
And someone wins everywhere
From thirteenth floor
What I can see behind the door
From thirteenth floor
What I can hear
Godzilla
She was woken up by people’s indifference
Oure huge buildings for her as a houses of cards
No one even know about her existence
She puts things in order by making grave yards