Моя страна Россия, и я в ней живу И за родной флаг пендоса любого порву. Может не патриот до мозга я костей Но нет России ближе, страны и родней! Каким
Всегда есть почитать и чем-нибудь заправится Давай, братух, шустрей, а то кончается Slim: Новые времена, громкие имена Порванная струна, это моя страна
I've been trying for days To think of a way To find the words to make sense Of how we behave This might take a while So please just hear me out We know
It’s changing all to yellow And it’s carvin a path So now we’re on our way It’s taking us some journeys While we wipe away frowns in the most crowded
The saddest smile in history How she looked at me The way our lives are passing us by Lie after lie Chorus: Tonight your luck ran out You may scream
Час – разобраться в себе, пока еще тихо. Собачья вахта, холодно, скоро рассвет. В детстве. В лесу рассвет пах земляникой, Теперь пахнет водкой, и разницы
American born, American raised, American made My country shitted on me She wants to get rid of me 'Cause the things I seen 'Cause the things I seen
My country tis of thee Sweet land of liberty Of thee I sing Land where my fathers died Land of the pilgrim's pride From every mountain side Let freedom
All I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love The love that asks no questions, the love
I did my part, I tried my best I gave my heart, I took no rest Time will tell if I left my mark But I'll know full well I did my part When I look down
fools run the government sick foreign policy their words sound valiant but their hands are green unending quest for power taxes that make us slaves don
Let's go back to yesterday, when a phone call cost a dime. in New Orleans, just a nickel. Turn back the hands of time. Turn back the hands of time. Picture
Was it just a dream? Were you so confused? Was it just a giant leap of logic? Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear? Methods were the motives
'Twas Halloween and the ghosts were out And everywhere they'd go they'd shout And though I covered my eyes I knew They'd go away But fear's the only
Well I seen you out there parading In the streets of your distant land In your strange caps and clothing Shouting, "I don't understand" But you, you
She passed by my window Her eyes were all aglow Bent to pick her glove she?d dropped From the bright and brittle snow Nature had spoken it in the Spring
My name is James Secord Everything was gone With this bullet In my sister's face Maybe then they Won't hear the screams Pull the trigger The mirror hurts
There's a house fly swimmin' in my sweet tea Hey darlin', pass another Kerr jar to me Butter drippin' off a biscuit, baby better take a bite Cantaloupe