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Stand in a line
Style in a lie
Theres no ones getting loose
All we got is nightmare
Droog in a slum
Son of a gun
Ive never done
Confusions out of rules
But all we got is nightmare
Droog in a slum
(Try to say)
Wow
Im not waiting for the death
Breaking all the wasting time
Baby, we dont care
We all
Are not waiting for the death
Waiting for the changing times
Fate is not a game
Gosh, gosh, gosh, gosh
Wow
We all