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411 - Текст песни There Is Nothing
I took the way out back
 And walked out of the north station, 
 In these busy streets
 People buy fake brands and chinese stereos
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 I am the watcher now, I arrived here way too early
 Someone hits me in a rush carrying a giant tv dish
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 That's how they keep in touch with a distant past that I don't understand
 It's 8 o' clock it seems like nighttime awaits the Proper time to fall
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 Wooo
 My body's slow
 You're far out
 You got to keep it cool
 Don't let it get to you
 Cheap sunglasses, prostitutes, this ain't nothing new
 I'm meeting a friend of mine
 He lives up there in a room, 3 meters square
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 I say I'm gonna gut the house
 And I will make one better
 He says you do it man that's a good plan
 Just make it happen
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 We ain't taking no subway we wanna stay in the last sunlight
 As it fades away so suddenly
 We bump into the night
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 Wooo
 My body's slow
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 You got to keep it cool
 Don't let it get to you
 Streetlights still dim I look around
 And get the feeling that this place
 It's somewhere no one really wants to be at all, but that's allright
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 The small time crooks and begger-women are being led off to their homes
 The blinking lights invite me
 Telling I don't need no sleep tonight
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 I love the way alcohol tastes, today's hangover
 I wash it away
 This city's just big enough
 To lose yourself entirely
 In one day
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 Wooo
 My body's slow
 You're far out
 You got to keep it cool
 Don't let it get to you
 Bebop music a ceiling of smoke we're talking lazily about our hopes
 Closing time always comes on time
 The fruits of spoiling kids, it's us
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 We go on and on and on, 
 Oh what is the outcome
 Take a deap breath make a new wish you'll get through one day
 We go on and on and... 
 Unconscious
 We haven't got a clue
 Keep your mouth shut
 Get in line
 This ain't nothing new
 This ain't nothing new

















