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Тексты песен Список исполнителейА  Б  В  Г  Д  Е  Ё  Ж  З  И  К  Л  М  Н  О  П  Р  С  Т  У  Ф  Х  Ц  Ч  Ш  Э  Ю  Я  A  B  C  D  E  F  G  H  I  J  K  L  M  N  O  P  R  S  T  U  V  W  X  Y  Z   Текст (слова) песни: Dead Kennedys - Stealing People MailWe aint going to the party We aint going to the game We aint going to the disco Aint gonna cruise down main Were stealing peoples mail stealing peoples mail stealing peoples mail On a friday night Drivin in the mountains Winding round and round Rummage thru your mailboxes Take your mail back to town And we got license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns Checks to politicians from real estate firms Money, bills and cancelled checks Pretty funny pictures of your kids Were gonna steal your mail On a Friday night Were gonna steal your mail By the pale moonlight We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful After grocery sackful after grocery sackful After grocery sackful after grocery sackful Of the private lives of you Ha Ha People say that were crazy Were sick and all alone But when we read your letters Were rolling on the floor We got more license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns Checks to politicians from real estate firms Money, bills and cancelled checks We cut relationships with your friends Were gonna steal your mail On a Friday night Were gonna steal your mail By the pale moonlight We better not get caught Well be dumped in institutions Where well be drugged and shocked Til we come out born-again Christians |
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