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В рассказе содержатся мат, бухло, ебля и расчлененка, поэтому читать только детям старше восемнадцати, понятненько?
Dropkick Murphys, виски и зомби
Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey ho a game we could not win
Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey ho dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Six long months I spent in quincy,
Six long months doing nothing at all,
Six long months I spent in quincy
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball
I stepped out and I stepped in again,
I stepped out and I stepped in again,
I stepped out and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball.
Six long months I spent in quincy
БАХ!
Six long months doing nothing at all
БАБАХ!
Six long months I spent in quincy
БАХ!
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball
БАБАХ!
Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam.
Never alone...
This is Boston it's our home.
Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam.
Never alone...
This is Boston it's our home.
In a rose tattoo
In a rose tattoo
I've got your name written here,
In a rose tattoo
In a rose tattoo
In a rose tattoo
I've got your name written here
In a rose tattoo
The boys are back
The boys are back
The boys are back
And they're looking for trouble
The boys are back
The boys are back
The boys are back
And they're looking for trouble
The boys are back
The boys are back
The boys are back
And they're looking for trouble
The boys are back
The boys are back
The boys are back
And they're looking for trouble
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