Blues Bastards - Quarterback | Текст песни

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• Blues Bastards
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Remember what kind of people we used to be
Now you know the legacy is really huge thing
The new kind of free-mind seem to be blind
Hate is the liberty! Hate is the right!

So do not mind them chasing you
You’re not a tumor you are a cure
Those who’ve been bulling you,
tried to set on your knees
In the end will drawn in a pool of bullshit
It's a heat! In the middle of nowhere in a country of ripped
If you want to be free – first pay all the fees
To support Middle East freedom-missile disease

Hey you, little heep, we know what you need
The freedom to hate but still looking neat
But you know what pal, don't be shy of it
We all made of blood bones and some meat!

The black and red, alive and dead ,
and small and big And smart and creep,
the one wearing trousers instead of jeans,
The one to groom the kid and Billy Jean.
everyone is trying to reach out the dream
The freedom to gun down without being killed
So go ahead and hate whoever you find
Hate is the Liberty! Hate is the right!

Don’t mind them chasing you
You’re not a tumor you’re a cure
Liberal cap full of liberal crap
Forevermore doesn’t suit liberals’ heads

(Original+)
Do not mind them chasing you
You’re not an object, you’re a tool
The good laugh always sounds in the end
And every long tongue will stuck in the ass
It’s a mess! Somebody to love and somebody to bless
If you don’t want to love them –get ready for damn
By the way, Mrs., Lady, Mam!
Are you planning to become a father yourself?
What kind of legacy are you going to have?
The early grave for your family name?
It’s a shame! Idiocy took front place in a Hall of fame
With a so called tolerance in the ass of a gay
We used to call them faggots – now LGBT
We used to raise children, not raping, you see?

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