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In the era of prudence
So much carelessness
after all life is too short
To be lived without fun

There are many people wandering the streets
Gray led the mass of the 'voice'
But there are a carefree each that really knows who is Eugene [x2]

Goes down the street
The burning houses
With the carelessness of a child
Despite the environment
But he doesn't care
About what is going on

And who is this Eugene?
And what happens to him?

After all, he dolt,
Laughing in the face
of stereotypes...
He spits on the shedule
And people' opinion
Eugene was the same,
Spit on the rules
Whether it is by himself

What's with Eugene?
What's with Eugene?
Epic Eugene
What's with Eugene?

This is Eugene
Epic Eugene

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