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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Hanover Saints -  The Promised Land
 Look at the knuckleheads standin on the corner
 Tonight there wonжЉ° be any drama
 No fights, no threats, just havin fun
 This time has finally come
 
 The streets that are made of Gold
 This is what I surrendered for
 One heart, one mind,
 ItжЉЇ the promised land itжЉЇ the promised land
 
 On the corner on the streets
 ItжЉЇ summer time can you feel the heat
 Trouble arises outta boredom
 And we wonder why this world is outta order
 
 
    
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