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The Maker

Припев: Это не баллада, ладно, это панихида По нашему обгашенному, пропитому миру Где жизнь стала тиром, а люди стадом Сиди смирно и делай все как надо

Mr. Maker he's got it made A beautiful wife and a baby on the way And his bills are already paid No need to skimp, no need to save But all around him,

Maker tell me did you know This love would burn so yellow Becoming orange and in its time Explode from grey to black then bloody wine La da die da die da die da die Oh, Maker

Mr. Maker, he's got it made A beautiful wife and a baby on the way And his bills are already paid No need to skimp, no need to save But all around him

I love the way you wiggle Bounce around and your big booty jiggles Make the video, it's official Throw the stiff girls out the game, blow the whistle I only f*** with money makers

It gives me great pleasure to welcome you To indigo Monday's tonight I'd like to take this time to introduce To you a great young man from Chicago land

You're just a memory maker I'm the giver and you're the taker I never could resist your charms You're just a memory maker An old heart breaker But memories

hopeless world Your Son was born You made the world and saw that it was good You sent Your only Son for You are good What a wonderful Maker What a wonderful

't see him at parties, he's not the face behind the scene He makes nothing He's the nothing maker He's the maker of nothing He's the nothing maker And