ҳ̸Ҳ̸ҳ Velvet Revolver - Big Machine ҳ̸Ҳ̸ҳ | Текст песни

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• ҳ̸Ҳ̸ҳ Velvet Revolver
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I don't know
Because she says so
He's a ****** boy
The TV says so
He's a junkie piece of **** because he says so

All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down
All that first-class drug **** brings me down, down, down

It's a big machine, it's a big machine
We're all slaves to a big machine
It's a big machine, it's a big machine
We're all slaves to a big machine
All tied up to a big machine
I got houses
Got cars
I got a wife
I got kids
Got money in the bank

Get away without borders
I'm a slave, New World Order
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be

Hope I teach my son how to be a man
Now before he hits thirty five
Comic book lives don't really have any real life do they now

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