I've spent last money on the fuel
I was in hurry and run home fast
When I dreamed the pleasant warmth
spread inside of me
Chorus:
Big big bang!
It was a sound like a thunder
Suddenly!
The bottle was smashed on the stone
What the fuck?
And in my hands I could not hold it
Holy crap!
I keep going cold at this thought
The broken glass as the empty expectations
causes strong desire to get drunk
I am in despair, I cannot make
at least one sip
I keep going cold at this thought
I keep going cold at this thought
(Chorus)
Big big Bang!
Big big Bang!
Bang!
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