Песня «Enter Sandman»
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• Enter Sandman

  Село i люди

  

  Say your prayers little one Don't forget, my son To include everyone I Tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin Till the sandman he comes Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit light Enter night Take my hand We're off to never never land Something's wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren't of snow white Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragon's fire And of things that will bite Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit light Enter night Take my hand We're off to never never land Now I lay me down to sleep (Now I lay me down to sleep) Pray the lord my soul to keep (Pray the lord my soul to keep) If I die before I wake (If I die before I wake) Pray the lord my soul to take (Pray the lord my soul to take) Hush little baby, don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard It's just the beasts under your bed, In your closet, in your head Exit light Enter night Grain of sand Exit light Enter night Take my hand We're off to never never land

  
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• Оne of us

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  If God had a name, what would it be? And would you call it to his face, If you were faced with Him in all His glory? What would you ask if you had just one question? And yeah, yeah, God is great Yeah, yeah, God is good Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What if God was one of us? Just a slob like one of us? Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make His way home? If God had a face, what would it look like? And would you want to see If seeing meant that you would have to believe In things like Heaven and in Jesus and the saints And all the prophets? And... Yeah, yeah, God is great Yeah, yeah, God is good Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What if God was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make His way home? Границы ключ переломлен пополам А наш батюшка Ленин совсем усоп Он разложился на плесень и на липовый мёд А перестройка всё идёт и идёт по плану Yeah, yeah, перестройка идёт Yeah, yeah, идёт по плану What if God was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make His way home? Just tryin' to make His way home Like a holy rolling stone Back up to Heaven all alone Just tryin' to make His way home Nobody callin' on the phone 'Cept for the Pope, maybe, in Rome

  
• Leave YourHat On

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  Baby, take off your coat real slow Then take off your shoes, I'll take off your shoes Baby, take off your dress, yes, yes, yes You can leave your hat on, you can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on Go on over there, turn on the light, hey, all the lights Come over here, stand on that chair, yeah, that's right Raise your arms up in to the air, now shake 'em You give me reason to live, you give me reason to live You give me reason to live, you give me reason to live Sweet darling (you can leave your hat on) You can leave your hat on Baby (you can leave your hat on) You can leave your hat on (You can leave your hat on) (You can leave your hat on) Suspicious minds are talking, they're trying to tear us apart They don't believe in this love of mine, they don't know what love is They don't know what love is, they don't know what love is They don't know what love is, but I know what love is But anyway (you can leave your hat on) You can leave your hat on Real wild (you can leave your hat on) Give me the reason to live Woh (you can leave your hat on) You can leave your hat on Darling so (you can leave your hat on)

  
• Come As You Are

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  Come As you are As you were As I want you to be As a friend As a friend As an old enemy Take your time Hurry up The choice is yours Don't be late Take a rest As a friend As an old memory Memory Memory Memory Come Doused in mud Soaked in bleach As I want you to be As a trend As a friend As an old memory Memory Memory Memory And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun Memory Memory Memory Memory (don't have a gun) And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun Memory Memory