Androids are playing up again, infringement of their rights
While we all smile and get as high as kites
Our mechanics are wasted, they don't make much sense
There's no sense of urgency, it's making life tense
The planet that we are on is Eden in a way
But we all love our families, but they're so far away
What are we gonna do while we're here?
What are we gonna do while we're here?
What are we gonna do while we're here?
What are we gonna do while we're here?
(What are we gonna do while we're here?)
Here (What are we gonna do while we're here?)
Here
Here, here...
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
Ne dėl temperatūros, o dėl to, kad lyja kas 5 minutes. Negali iškelti kojos iš namų. Čia kaip toj humoristinėj situacijoj, kai iškeli koją - lyja, grįžti atgal - nustoja lyti.
O jeigu oro temperaturai faka rodyt, nu nezinau tada temperaturos idealios. Visi pagal save megsta, ziauriai dideles, ziauriai mazas megsta tik ekstremalai