Neveril Infables & Mirror Man - Chicago (Neveril prod.) | Текст песни

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Thirties, basement, vocal, ceiling in smoke...
Young Lady with a magnificent hair,
piano, cigares, roads of coke...
She singing so soft, blues, she is so beautifull,
so nice, blue eyes, roses on the floor.
In the middle pocker table, cash, gang, sluts and some jazz.
In the air soaring lust, they all under drugs, guns and hats.
Some kind of a gangster rest, enjoyable sound
regardless that this is Chicago city...crime-town!
All of a sadden, two robbers bursted, masks and machine guns.
With a smirk in voice and imperturbability eyes,
one of them said: "Hey, guys!"
"Hello, from uncle Tad!"
"...and now...you're all will die!"

Some moments left, they all was dead.
Before it was dust colour walls...
Now all in red and bloody spots on white placard!
So, game over ladys and gentlemen!
This is the end, my friends!

If they don't like how u play
If u cheatin' all the way
They say: "Happy Valentines Day"
In Chicago 30's be smart, play hard or u will die!
Mad time...rivers of blood and human cry.

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