Красная Плесень - Я выйду в поле накосить канопли
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I will go to the field to put hemp,
The braid stumbles on stones and wheat
Butterflies fly and shut on their heads,
On the edge of the village of Baba, drunk screaming.

All What She Goes,
TOMORROW, All What She Goes?
Baby, Yeah!

And I am a cat, Impulf.
I have all sorts of details somehow by dick
I know my goal and I feel good
And I want to work again and again.

All What She Goes,
TOMORROW, All What She Goes?
Baby, Yeah!

And I will collect hemp in a bag,
I'll come home, carefully dry,
I will hold my pollen, I will hold on the steam,
Then I will put it very carefully under the press.

All What Shes Goes, Baby,
TOMORROW, All What She GOES.
Baby, Yeah!

Pollen that is compressed is already a plan,
Any drug addict appreciates it coolly,
The grass that remains is bullshit,
For an inexperienced schoolboy, she will pull.

All What Shes Goes, Baby,
TOMORROW, All What She GOES.
Baby, Yeah!

I'm walking on dew, bare feet urine,
I am the same as everyone, I want to smoke
, I will get a plan, stuffing a jamb,
The stalhappe made, and there was Nishtyak.

All What She Goes,
TOMORROW, All What She Goes?