Текст песни Бен Ганн - Бич

I will die on a park bench
In the fall or spring
Janitors rebelled itself grandmother
And my body will be taken away out of the city
Off

Koresh will be secured on a holiday
Khaljavnogo bayarki infusion
And each of them will make sour
Not because of me but because of such a reason
Such a

And somewhere in the city dump
Seagulls sklyuyut my fingers
Cats rebelled themselves heart
And will assign him to play the kittens home
Home

I have a dirty and smelly
Any better than I am
Differently me but beautiful
It's not our
I am dirty and smelly scourge
Dropped by brick wall
I must HIV
But listen to me I well
I will teach
I can teach
I must teach
All you freedom

I will die on a park bench
In the fall or spring
When it is cold and Zharok
When you see this in the nature of peace
What
Kittens eat my heart
Kitten postman finds
Bring it to your door
Tuk Tuk, open it, I finally come home
Home

I have a dirty and smelly
Any better than I am
Differently me but beautiful
It's not our
I am dirty and smelly scourge
Dropped by brick wall
I certainly vich
But listen to me I well
I will teach
I can teach
I must teach
All you freedom

I will die on a park bench
In the fall or spring
When it is cold and Zharok
When you see this in the nature of peace