Текст песни BECK - Cyanide Breath Mint, слова песни BECK

Текст песни BECK - Cyanide Breath Mint

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Текст песни BECK - Cyanide Breath Mint

Definitely this is the wrong place to beThere's blood on the futonThere's a kid drinking' fireGoing' down to the seaThey've got people to meetShaking hands with themselvesLooking' out for themselvesWhen they ask you credit( )You give them a branchWhen they want to get itYou chew on the grassI know, I know'Cause they told me to tell youThere's nothing to tell youThere's nothing to sell youIn the afternoonRiding the scapegoatBurning equipmentDecomposingCool of your jetsTake off your sweatsI got a funny feelingThey've got plastic in the afterlifeWhen they want you to cryLeap up into the skyWhen they suck your mindLike a pigeon you'll flyI know, I knowIt's the positive peopleRunning from their time

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Cyanide Breath Mint

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