I like my town with a little drop of poison
Nobody knows, they're lining up to go insane
I'm all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter
But I feel much cleaner after it rains
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
Did the Devil make the world while God was sleeping
Someone said you'll never get a wish from a bone
Another wrong goodbye and a hundred sailors
That deep blue sky is my home
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
A rat always knows when he's in with weasels
Here you lose a little every day
I remember when a million was a million
They all have ways to make you pay
They all have ways to make you pay
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Я люблю свой город с лёгкой примесью злобы.
Сами того не зная, люди выстраиваются в очередь, чтобы сойти здесь с ума.
Я совсем одинок; я скуриваю своих друзей до фильтра,
Но все же чувствую себя намного лучше после дождя.
Она ушла осенью, вот ее портрет на стене.
В ней всегда была эта капелька отравы.
Она ушла осенью, вот ее портрет на стене,
В ней всегда была эта капелька отравы.
Неужели Дьявол создал мир, пока Господь спал?
Кто-то сказал, что загаданное на дужке желание никогда не сбудется*.
Ещё одно неверное "Прощай!" и сотня моряков...
Это глубокое синее небо - мой дом.
Она ушла осенью, вот ее портрет на стене.
В ней всегда была эта капелька отравы.
Она ушла осенью, вот ее портрет на стене,
В ней всегда была эта капелька отравы.
Крыса всегда знает, когда рядом хищник**,
Здесь каждый день ты немного теряешь.
Я помню времена, когда миллион был миллионом.
Они находят способы заставить вас платить,
Они находят способы заставить вас платить.
I like my town with a little drop of poison
Nobody knows, they're lining up to go insane
I'm all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter
But I feel much cleaner after it rains
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
Did the Devil make the world while God was sleeping
Someone said you'll never get a wish from a bone
Another wrong goodbye and a hundred sailors
That deep blue sky is my home
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
A rat always knows when he's in with weasels
Here you lose a little every day
I remember when a million was a million
They all have ways to make you pay
They all have ways to make you pay
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I love my city with a light impurity malice.
Without knowing it , people are lining up to go crazy here .
I'm all alone ; I smoke each of his friends down to the filter ,
But still feel much better after the rain.
She left in the fall , that's her picture on the wall.
It has always been this drop of poison .
She left in the fall , that's her picture on the wall,
It has always been this drop of poison .
Is the Devil created the world , until the Lord slept ?
Someone once said that the arc of a desire to make come true, will never come true * .
Another wrong " Goodbye ! " and a hundred sailors ...
This is a deep blue sky - my house .
She left in the fall , that's her picture on the wall.
It has always been this drop of poison .
She left in the fall , that's her picture on the wall,
It has always been this drop of poison .
Rat always knows when the next predator **
Every day you lose a bit .
I remember the days when a million was a million .
They find ways to make you pay
They find ways to make you pay.
