Crossroads - Blues Lives In Russia | Текст песни

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Blues lives in Russia,
we're gonna give you a taste,
On drums with Sasha,
and Andrej on a bass.
On that guitar is Misha,
Sergej is my name,
We do it not for money,
we do it not for fame.

Blues lives in Russia,
though born in the USA,
We got the real blues right there,
it goes by night and day.
You'll see lots of stunning people
begging on parks and streets,
Passed by brand new cars,
driving fancy kids.

All kinds of gangsters,
the new masters of life,
Buying all police departments
and living by the knife.
Young chicks for sale
walking in hotel doors,
And empty speeches of the politicians
on every shelf in stores.

You've got to suffer to feel the blues,
That's why blues lives in Russia,
ain't that a news.


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