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слова Б. Эйридт и В. Ньют, музыка В. Ньют
He's down with anger
Several days running
He's down with hunger
His tears are screaming
Take them
Salt is falling off
And there's nothing left to do
Drink your juice
Drink your juice
Chorus:
So complicated
Why can't we find a compromise
Don't dislocate it
If you can't do it otherwise
We tried to correct
But we are down with anger
We'll drink our own
We are down with anger
Mad house mad eyes
Do you feel better
We'll never forget it
We'll never forgive it
Goodbye
You have something to think about
You have something to grieve
You are down with anger
Go away
There's nothing left to say
You're falling ill too
Now you're so lonely
There's nothing to compare
You are down with anger