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Dead Milkmen - Belafonte's Inferno - текст песни, видео

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Dead Milkmen - Belafonte's Inferno - текст песни, видео

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Уроки эстрадного вокала в Санкт-Петербурге
He would sit in the class and dream
While the teacher lectured
Until  the school bell would ring
He'd be President
Philospher king
He was a dreamer he was a dreamer

He'd dream what he wished to be
He was a god he was a creator
He fell in love with a mystery
He made up rock bands and TV stations
He invented the music
He invented the shows

He would lie on his bed at night
Spin records on his chest while he sang
I am your god I am your creator
But you can do what you want to do
I am your god I am your creator
You can love me or hate me
It's up to you

Then one night
Some people landed a spaceship
In his bedroom and he got in
They took him to the land that he created
They tied him to a tree and killed him
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