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Текст песни Squirtgun - Field Trip

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Hey Lolly, it`s a french toast breakfastWe`re slidin` like a firehouse sundownFeels like I oughta scream some chrome songsGet as brittle as an eight track stone soundLike a farmer on a never wilt acreYou ask me, maybe will never see a spacemanI know what`s in that hangar in Ohio:Dinosaur jaws and a lot of sorry glancesOn a field tripWe won`t think about `em, think about `emWe`re where the freeway stretchesOut like pop songsOn a field tripWe won`t think bout `em, thinnk about `emWe`ll take a spray canPaint the city like a coffee stiring stickIn the midnight we can walk like aliensPack our baggage in a red-head suitcaseThe rainbow is a can of lucky colorsJust ignore the drama, haggle with some roosters

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