Текст (слова) песни: Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Every generation got its own disease
The more we take the less we give That`s the modern way to live And someone says live fast die young But the time runs always faster son Diseases come diseases go Welcome to the final show Let`s shake hands with plastic gloves And watch out for the last white doves
And believe me every generation Got its own disease And I`ve got mine so help us plese
I think that I`m to young to die Love that girl and say goodbye Change the girls like underware Using bodies without care The love has gone and what we`ve got? A sweet perfume of sex and blood
AND BELIEVE ME, BABY EVERY GENERATION GOT ITS OWN DISEASE AND I`VE GOT MINE SO HELP ME PLEASE
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