StaffOnly - На Патонг
текст песни

So pleasant
The velvety feeling on my hands
Suddenly slips away
Today is not tomorrow, the banal truth
Banana milkshake, scrambled eggs, breakfast
I give gratitude and joy - this is my barter
Maybe someone on the moon is drilling a crater at this very moment
Or maybe this is a game? If it's a game, then I'm for Traktor
Grab or scrounge - my fuel
The stakes are rising and refuse to fall
Everything is in our paws, earning and spending
Don't tell me, son, how it used to be, come on, don't
Truth tastes like dark chocolate
A head blown off by a grenade
Here the sirens wail - for some, like serenades
You know where we are, what programs are embedded in us
Here is the very best juice, here is only the filling
Here is the sweetest dream, pistil and stamen
And we are in unison, a thousand times rapping about this
There is more than one reason for this
Here is the very best juice, here is only the filling
Here is the sweetest dream, pistil and stamen
And we are in unison, a thousand times rapping about this
There is more than one reason for this
Raising a million
Flying to Patong
Pineapple on the rocks
The rest for later
Raising a million
Flying to Patong
Pineapple on the rocks
The rest for later
Raising a million
Flying to Patong
Pineapple on the rocks
The rest for later
Raising a million
Flying to Patong
Pineapple on the rocks
The rest for later
Raising a million
Flying to Patong
Pineapple on the rocks
The rest for later
For later
For later, for later

For later, for later