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Текст (слова) песни: Tycoon - Pollution`s Child



Paroles de Tim RICE - Musique de Michel BERGER
l`m born and bred in pollution`s grip
First three weeks fed by a CO drip
Ain`t no breast
Passed the test
I needed stronger stuff
Carbon mon-
Oxide on
Tap, couldn`t get enough
My leather lungs never felt no pain
I ran around in the acid rain
Drank and smoked
Never choked
I was immune to dirt
Whisky, gin
Pumped it in
I never ever hurt
Got a car, got ahead
On the road burning lead
I`m happy as I am
I dig this greenhouse scam
All summer on the beach
Aerosols in easy reach
Needles floating out to sea
Sunshine beats down on me
No ozone in my way
Every day`s holiday
If I get bored with all my modern toys
I got a walkman for my private noise
If l`m blue
I just do
Another ten db
Sony was heaven sent
l`m in my element
Once I get up there on the album charts
l`m gonna win myself a billion hearts
when they see
Little me
Saving the world tonight
Pious rage
On the stage
Turn on your brightest light
There go a million trees
Covers for my Cds
I`m a consumer therefore I consume
I buy a lot of things so gimme room
Being green
Ain`t my scene
I need the parking space
Hello crack
Hello smack
Bye bye the humen race
Gimme another shot
Gimme the best you got
That`s my credentials filed
Truly pollution`s child

 

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