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I love this smell
I love this sound
As an napalm in the morning
I kick out the door
I look around
And I see the same faces again

Of the people who tell me

Let's meet at midnight on madness alley
Have lots of time our walk will be long
Leave you pan, leave you camera
You'll write everything in sprint
You'll need to take courage
As well as patience
Let's meet at midnight on madness alley
Have wide open eyes write everything in sprint

(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)
What you say?
(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)

Woah Woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean,
You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen.

Another day,
Another lied,
More hopes and words
And thoughts black as a nite
Another place
Another time
Another needing and bleeding and
pleading

You won't disappear on island...
My eyes are turned to the east
But I see the things on the west
My ears are turned to the east
But I hear the whispers of yours
The whispers of hills in the city
My eyes and ears are double 4.

And he was hanging long
For this season much too long
He would have hung even longer
But he was cut off the rope
It was where everybody
Used to hang them selves
Oh, yes, my disappointed boy
It was not a lucky year

Połóż pistolet na stół
I uprzedzenia wyrzuć w kąt
Na całym świecie są faszyści
Którzy nienawidzą innych rąk
Nie nie nie

Nie wszystkich możesz zabić
To niemożliwe uwierz mi

That old good machine
Silver meat machine
Pumping aviation oil
Aviation oil - the best

It gives a terrible kick
It's beating like a stick
When it will hit - it will kill

Lay down !!!
Wait for injection
Everyone is curious what you gonna do...
Come down !!!
Call the reflection
About shining light - is it false of truth ???

They can give me nothing

Like Apollinaire - with soft words,
I though, what I overcarres you...
But I've wrapped around my hand
Barbed wire - bloody, long...
And even so I took my boots off
I was smelling of my thoughts
Thoughts crooked like a any dick
Thoughts like rainy, heavy clouds...

This morning the sun will
Wake earlier, you've got to come
Back, back in the darkness
Before the day will wake
They should not see you in light
I'll try to close their eyes
Don't let them catch you