Житие Великой Меня.
• 21.02.2006 - Heretic Song
Написал Zirochka
Heretic Song
...7...6...6...6...5...4...3...2...1... I'm a pop star threat and I'm not dead yet Got a super dred bet with an angel drug head Like a dead beat winner. I want to be a sinner An idolized bang for the industry killer. A hideous man that you don't understand Throw a suicide party and I'm guaranteed to fucking snap. It's evilsonic, It's pornoholic. Breakdowns, Obscenities, It's all I wanna be. If You're 555 then I'm 666. If you're 555 I'm 666. If you're 555 then I'm 666 (what's it like to be a heretic) If you're 555 I'm 666. (what's it like to be a heretic) Everybody's so infatuated Everybody's so completely sure of what we are Everybody defamates from miles away But face to face, they haven't got a thing to say I bleed for this and I bleed for you Still you look in my face like I'm sombody new TOY - Nobody wants anything I've got Which if fine becuase you're made of Everything - I'm - NOT! If You're 555 then I'm 666. If you're 555 I'm 666. If you're 555 then I'm 666 (what's it like to be a heretic) If you're 555 I'm 666. (what's it like to be a heretic) 30 Seconds, 16, 8, 4, lemme tell you why I haven't the slightest, I'm teaching your brightest They're listening, clamoring All the money in the world can't buy me. GO AHEAD. LIE TO ME. Tell me again how you're tortured I wanna know how you followed your orders so well You're full of SHIT You had a dream but this ain't it. If You're 555 then I'm 666. If you're 555 I'm 666. If you're 555 then I'm 666 (what's it like to be a heretic) If you're 555 I'm 666. (what's it like to be a heretic)
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• 20.02.2006 - Stupid Girls
Написал Zirochka
Stupid Girls
Ah Ah Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there Laughing loud so all the little people stare Looking for a daddy, revolution pain (Drop a name) What happened to the dreams of a girl president She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent They travel in packs of two or three With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees Where, oh where, have the smart people gone? Oh where, oh where could they be?
Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair (back) Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
(Break it down now) Disease's growing, it's epidemic I'm scared that there ain't a cure The world believes it and I'm going crazy I cannot take any more I'm so glad that I'll never fit in That will never be me Outcasts and girls with ambition That's what I wanna see (c'mon) Disasters all around World despaired Their only concern Will they (pooh) up my hair
Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
(Do ya thing, do ya thing, do ya thing) (Do ya thing, I like this, like this, like this)
Pretty will you *** me girl, silly as a lucky girl Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl! Pretty would u *** me girl, silly as a lucky girl Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!
Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, stupid girl!
Baby if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
[Interlude] Oh my god you guys, I totally had more that 300 calories That was so not sexy, no Good one, can I borrow that?
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• 18.02.2006 - Весна
Написал Zirochka
Весна
Я піду до річеньки Стрічати зірочки, Зазирать як падають, Ловити їх жменями. Наберу у пазуху Оцих бризок-вогників Затанцюю радісний, Зрадію до смерті.
Поженусь за райдугой, Злечу по-під хмарами, Передам по радіо: "Прощай, рідна Батьківщино".
Весна, весна, весна прийде, Весна, весна, весна вгамує. Весна, весна, весна прийде, Весна, весна, весна, весна.
Я біду не вижену, Сама з мене вискочить, Побіжим, покотимся, Заведемо бесіду. Наберусь хороброщів, Спитаю у горя: "Чи мене не викине Упасти у море?"
Забіжу до Зіночки, Хильнемо по чарочці, Поведуся лагідно, Поділюся жалостями.
Всесвіту пронизливий, Відкрий правди трішечки: "Чи мене не вистачить Загинути по весні?"
Весна, весна, весна - на дворі красна. Весна, весна, весна - гуй. Весна, весна, весна - на дворі красна. Весна, весна, весна, весна.
Бу-бу-буй, бу-бу-бу-бу-бу-буй.
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