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Bif Naked - My Satan Poem - текст песни, видео

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Bif Naked - My Satan Poem - текст песни, видео

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Уроки эстрадного вокала в Санкт-Петербурге
Satan shows up on TV every Sunday morning 
I would have kissed her once again but I found her rather boring 
To listen to his messages 
Is like licking razor blades 
Seems like every time I play my hand shits commn up in spades 
My clothings nothing buy miss matched 
As you can see I broke my arm 
The FUCKER swore to take care of me 
But he only brought me harm 
The blueberries on my toast 
Are red and stale and rotten 
You ask me what all their names were and its guaranteed id forgotten 
If she could only anticipate the damage thats begun 
I would have caught the flight with her but im too tired to run 
When you find my naked body 
Please do heed my warning 
Satan shows up on TV every Sunday morning
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