"Music is my religion" - http://vk.com/music_you_like
This is the kitchen song... The place I hang on every morning It’s where I drink my orange juice And I will always speak the truth (wait a minute) What's that sound? What hits the ground? It's water drippin' down From my kitchen sink In rhythm dumb, and I cannot think Straight It's getting late And I cannot think
This is the kitchen song, yeah It's just the kitchen song I'm hangin' on a kitchen love
This is the kitchen song... The place I hang on every evening It’s where I lay down my sleepy head And I think about you
What's that sound? What hits the ground? Words are dripping down On my kitchen's floor They touch the ground And I want more They break apart And I want more, more, more...
This is the kitchen song, yeah Where all the girls belong, yeah I'm hangin' on a kitchen love
This is the kitchen song, yeah Where all the boys belong, yeah I'm hangin' on a kitchen love
So, there I was - sitting in my kitchen, and then I said to myself "what I'm gonna do?... I think I'm gonna dance...dance to the kitchen song"