Little Big - Brighton Beach (prod. with Mr. White, Tima Cherniy) (alb Funeral Rave) | Текст песни

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• Brighton Beach (prod. with Mr. White, Tima Cherniy) (alb Funeral Rave)

The eastern shore's under feet
we are aliens
seeking a shelter from biting cold wild winds
yeah we gonna take the power back
click-click bang!, there's no sense of fighting
you say its your land but its our district
increasing number in your own statistic
aaaay there's no other profession
that's it being russian is fashion

Brighton Beach. Bitch!
Brighton Beach. Bitch!
Brighton Beach. Bitch!
Don-digi-don it's immigrant song

The little part of the Soviet Union
come to us for friendly communion
we represent our country, fuck your lies
fuck all of you who says we are outland gangsters
you say its your land but its our district
increasing number in your own statistic
aaaay there's no other profession
that's it being russian is fashion

Brighton Beach. Bitch!
Brighton Beach. Bitch!
Brighton Beach. Bitch!
Don-digi-don it's immigrant song

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