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Suburban Blues (M.Naumenko)
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I'm sitting in the outhouse and read & quot; Rolling Stone & quot ;,
Venechka kitchen pours moonshine
Vera sleeps in the attic, although shouts recorder
It is high time to wake up, but it would be mauvais ton. D
Rain is the second day, to sleep, but sleep lazy, A
I want to smoke, but no more cigarettes.
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I'm afraid to sleep, I think I - a coward. D A
No money, but there is a suburban blues.
Kakya Madame called me a third time.
He it makes me sick, sick is not the first time.
I say: & quot; I hate it I do not like and do not want to! & Quot;
I say: & quot; I am not here - I went to the doctor for a long time! & Quot;
Breaks the phone, I go to drink brew.
I want to smoke, but no more cigarettes.
I'm afraid to drink, I think I - a coward.
No money, but there is a suburban blues.
The clock struck exactly eleven hours.
Venechka took the bag from the container, and - without words
I put on my old Mac, and instantly was gone.
Faith climbed down from the attic, so we cook pilaf.
Twenty years - as delusions twenty troubles - one answer.
I want to smoke, but no more cigarettes.
I'm afraid to live, I think I - a coward.
No money, but there is a suburban blues.