Песня «We Need Medicine»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now To get us to the end of time My soul’s on fire, but my heart she’s made of stone I’d be a good man if only my wicked thoughts were known I don’t believe in nothing that isn’t shown I’m not the kind of man you take back home We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now To get us to the end of time I won’t be happy til I don’t have a friend I just can’t convince myself of what I’ll never comprehend I’m not a sinner, I’ll confess at the end But don’t trust a single word I say We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now To get us to the end of time I cry real tears while all my friends stand in line I’ve seen no justice in that broken hearted victory sign If I was them I would be no friend of mine I laugh when their walls come crashing down Well you could buy me for a handful of dust But I’m so cheap that gypsies only deal with me when they must I’m only happy when the gold turns to rust It’s the kind of thing that makes my day We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now We need medicine and we need it now To get us to the end of time To get us to the end of time To get us to the end of time To get us to the end of time

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