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16:33 -
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Tamsa pasitraukia ir paukštis pakyla, Respublika įveikia tylą. Us tave ir us draugus - virs nakties sviesus dangus (old spice)
10:28 -
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Man made them happy, 'cause man made them toys
And after man make everything, everything he can
You know that man makes money, to buy other man
And after man make everything, everything he can
You know that man makes money, to buy other man
10:28 -
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Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
18:19 -
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Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie
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2011 m. rugpjūčio 20 d. 21:26:20
Sarah, settle down
Put your helmet on
Walk these streets of gold
With cigarettes you hand rolled
I don't know you
And I don't owe you a damn
But I smile so hard it hurts
Just when things get worse
You said you've woken from a dream
Abandoned by your mother
Could this be?
Satan, settle done
Keep your trousers on
You can warm the globe
But leave my wretched soul alone
I don't know you
And I don't owe you a thing
But the children lose their minds
In such uncertain times
And I'm woken from a dream
Surrounded by my lovers
Oh, woe is me!
And a hundred thousand times a day
The yellow lights turn red
And a hundred thousand miles away
I'm turning myself in
Oh, Christ, I am!
Sarah, settle down
Put your helmet on
Walk these streets of gold
With cigarettes you hand rolled
I don't know you
And I don't owe you a thing
But the children lose their minds
In search of certain times
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