Karuzela gna,
the speakers are still the music plays
I can feel the rhythm in her sway the whole
And one, and two, and three,
and wheel up heart, great czis
Vigilance is sleeping, a little nauseous,
as apple pie in the morning
What did you give Mr.
In this uncertain time?
What words soothe my soul,
my future to the rest of the year?
A few old rags,
I sat on my ass
And is it worth it or not worth it,
strong liquor pour down his throat to ease grief
What are you naked belly
article of clothing patched and up
I feel the wind rush that the head falls off
And one and two and three
and is not cold to me
From the top spit, chew gum,
everything falls
What did you give Mr.
In this uncertain time?
What words soothe my soul,
my future to the rest of the year?
A few old rags,
I sat on my ass
And is it worth it or not worth it,
strong liquor pour down his throat to ease grief
Karuzela gna,
the speakers are still the music plays
I can feel the rhythm in her sway the whole
And one, and two, and three,
and wheel up heart, great czis
Vigilance is sleeping, a little nauseous,
as apple pie in the morning
What my Lord, give
In this uncertain time?
What words soothe my soul,
my future to the rest of the year?
A few old rags,
I sat on my ass
And is it worth it or not worth it,
strong liquor pour down his throat to ease grief
What did you give Mr.
In this uncertain time?
What words soothe my soul,
my future to the rest of the year?
A few old rags,
I sat on my ass
And is it worth it or not worth it,
strong liquor pour down his throat to ease grief