Я пишу о грехах, а не о трагедиях (Лайв Акустик 2011)
Oh, well imagine as I'm pacing The pews in a church corridor, And I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear An exchanging of words: "What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding!" Says a bridesmaid to a waiter. "Yes, but what a shame, what a shame, The poor groom's bride is a whore."
I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people Ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people Ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of...
Well in fact I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved! Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne! Oh! Well in fact I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved! Well this calls for a toast, So pour the champagne, pour the champagne!
I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people Ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people Ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality.
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I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people Ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people Ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality.