Дамба - Фіш | Текст песни

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• Дамба
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Sitting on the Damba with another drink
wishing dancing samba like a Chandler Bing
Friends we are too sober let us be more drunk
We will make turnover in a style of punk.

Fish is eating my rice overthere
fish is eating my rice.
Fish is eating my rice overthere
This is my rise, I brought it for her.
Rice. Rice. Rise against.

Life is nice but cruel ruining my dreams
bring me some more fuel let me see sun beams
Friends we are too sober let us be more drunk
We will make turnover in a style of punk

Fish is eating my rice overthere
fish is eating my rice
Fish is eating my rice overthere
This is my rise, I brought it for her.

Marilyn Manson is a kid
in comparison with me
bring me, darling, cyanide.
That's unfair, let's not be!

Fish is eating my rice overthere
fish is eating my rice.
Fish is eating my rice overthere
This is my rise, I brought it for her.

[Rise against babe no matter what they say...]