Я иду по свету и жую грибы Лучше и прекрасней нет мой судьбы Ла-ла-ла-лай Я люблю ромашки и зеленый чай Не пойму зачем на свете есть печаль Ла-ла-ла-
я вырастил грибы они растут и радуют меня я вырастил грибы они растут, а остальное все фигня я выдумал любовь она умрет а я останусь жить да здравствует
Я вырастил грибы. Они растут и радуют меня. Я вырастил грибы! Они растут, а остальное все фигня! Я выдумал любовь. Она умрет, а я останусь жить. Да здравствует
: (The Clash) I come from a long way away And I know a fine thing when I see it. See it For the same reason no one ever Pointed a telescope at the sun
: There was a land I once heard tell ?Twas christened Mushroom Down The folk who lived there loved it well And never left their town They stayed there
: [Chorus: x2] I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world Now you sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault
: The bear went over the mountain There was no-one there then but we know When i left your sight again You must have thought it meant something but no
: To your right A spotlight Making you look pretty To your left What was left Of an afternoon party Did you see That movie Where the extras pointed
: I tripped on mushrooms for half a week And it all came down to Me on the futon Asking myself how you could have run away from me How could you run
: It all comes down to this: A fragment, a piece Whatever you do or say It only makes a difference to-day Won't you be a doll and open a jar of pickles
: Goodnight my love Sleep tight We'll both dream of The same night Steam rising Like an oath Squirrels flying And us both Taking taxis In winter clothes
: smile from the heart, We don't know the same words We don't need to There's so much more to you, You don't even hate me for being With the pioneers
: I fell asleep on a roadtrip And the snow storm made me cross concrete Between high-speed highway lanes and exit lanes And I woke up to a sign that
: Sickness grabs me by the hand And the cramp in my left leg warns me That if the nails of my hand are painted With some blue polish from I don?t know
: I guess it?s not right but in a way I think That for some reason I wish you hurt a bit But you don?t cause I?m not the kind who leaves marks in girls
: With Lisa B. If some of my friends could be monkeys They would have four hands and understand me David: I wish my girlfriend was a monkey With her
: Head weighs a ton and it grows White clouds turn into scorpions Wind power plants multiply Their steel frames bending down Ground splits up and spirals
