Here plays the blues and other booze
men on start to be drunk as fuck
here do not play by the rules
I chop down my jackpot as I wish you good luck
That bird that flies over our head
only brings just destruction and chaos
we raise our flags up in the air
to be the first who will cut this way
I chop down my jackpot
Sorry guys, I'm going on without you
money can only go into my hands
I play that your thoughts pass through
I'm going to continue, I raise the bets
that bird that flies over our heads
only brings just destruction and chaos
we raise our heads up in the air
to be the first who will cut this way(2x)
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