Small parcel from the Lord Fruit baskets sprinkled with nectars
Back when I was young and crazy As they say boy sure I pretty hard you Stole some money from my mom Hit the road to Leningrad I get stopped on next train stop In the middle of rural Ukraine This is how it's all begun And i will tell this story of a true rebellion
Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia
Maybe I'm a man who is propelled Spinning circles of his doom Or maybe I'm just a paranoid Placed by Lord in this room And a bottle will always be my Cover all your eyebrows, will you please untie? If there's any room for rum What else is there left for a man to size?
Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia
Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia
This is only one drug Or do I see things any clearly? It's just like when one is dyslexic Whatever, I will stay discivil
Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia Hoya hoya hoya Moya paranoia
Nu ti i durak
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