Текст песни P.G.L.

We're gonna quit our jobs

They don't pay no money

You act so serious

we think you act funny

Some call it "art"

We call "some" shit

Let's raise a glass

And we'll all drink from it

Brains are falling into my hands

I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head

I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead
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Back in Aachen

Always with a bang

They dance like wild

Come and join the gang

Brains are falling into my hands

I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head

I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead

Brains are falling into my hands

I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head

I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead