zong of the week - All Your Base (Are Belong to Us) | Текст песни

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• All Your Base (Are Belong to Us)

Idiot man! You cannot escape
The scourge of the master
This rowboar is rolling home right now
In a paste of pure disaster
I've just two words to say to you:
Get out of here, and hurry
You peeled the onions
Now your tears make onion rings look blurry

All your base are belong to us
All your base belong to us now
All your base are belong to us
All your base belong to us now
All of your bases belonging to us

I can't bear this torment
You must tell me the mystery
The antidote to apathy
Just dropped in out of this tree
I ran, I ran so far away
But still they're right behind me
A flock of seagulls haunting me
And squawking to remind me
All your base are belong to us
All your base belong to us now
All your base are belong to us
All your base belong to us now
All of your bases belonging to us

Align the wave, enslave the rain
Entwine the tribe, engrave the wine
Entice the face, amaze the brain
Reclaim the bass, erase the line

Enslave the rain, align the wave
Engrave the wine, entwine the tribe
Amaze the brain, entice the face
Erase the line, reclaim the base

'Cause all your base are belong to us
All your base belong to us now
All your base are belong to us
All your base belong to us now
All of your bases belonging to us