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Текст песни PRO-PAIN - The Truth Hurts
Put on yout hat and coat and take A walk down the street I think you're bound to be surprisedBy all the bodies you meet The bowels of the melting pot Wreeks of shit While a guy does your windows( )With a sponge and his spit The whores on the highway try to forget That they jeopardized the lives of the guys they met Some will shoot you up and stuff You down a drain pipe hole Cause they wouldn't touch your body With a ten foot poleStick em up, stick em up, empty the drawer Said the banger to the owner of the liquor storeI was purchasing some wine When I heard the pops and a patron started screaming"Someone call the cops"The cops were called, and we were told to waitBut the death toll rose because the cops were lateThe banger ran out,and he was gone in a flashHe got away with the murder, And out with the cashThe truth hurts, the truth hurts,And fairy tales are written like a book The truth hurts, the truth hurtsJust open your eyes and take a look, sonLet's take a little trip to the lower sideThere's a junkie in a place where the freaks resideHe shoots the shit, and gets the rent paid freeWith government checks and lots ofAZTHe sees his kids about once a weekAnd his wife's on her death bed as we speak