Текст (слова) песни: V.i.p.s. - Touch it with your hands
Evil artist Drew the life Kind artist drew the death Crazy hunter didn`t Understand the first and The second He wanted to know only One thing He wanted to know only One thing: Where`s a pheasant Where`s a pheasant
People lose more And win less why someone must think about more, if less. Is near and can be touched with the hands? People, shit is nearer than sky. Touch shit with your hands!
Celebrate, grief, suck dick Honest and dishonest. Man in the street "You can`t jump over your own head" - it`s your words, it`s my words, it`s their words, it`s my shit.
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