NO ROCK NO ROLL ("George" Ю.Лямкин)
альбом "I am happy with my jacket"
Cursed are these pavements
I'm walking upon
Blessed are the walls of praying
In wich I was born
Three days of freedom
Chocolate in veins
Me and my girlfriend Frida
Took a trip by train
I`m in the danger of wounding my soul
Sweet sounds of banjo,no rock,no roll
Quite often I think
Lying in bed
Either I kill my passions
Or I will be dead
On TV they`re talking
Again of things being done
Is that what they call a problem?
I`ve got some real one.
I`m in true danger of loosing my soul
Sweet sounds of banjo,no rock,no roll
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