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? Are you still a Russian princess rescued by a gypsy dancer to anyone who'll listen is that a story you tell? You live a life of fantasy, your diary
British soil Over which the Americans have total control. The American military presence is designed solely To limit nuclear war with Russia to the '
's like yo inside my dreams a perfect fantasy (X2) (Verse 1) cuz every kiss, every touch boy you got me blushing you blew mind roll in lika a russian
dream (I wanna wake up from this dream) check it out [verse one] I caught the bullet, I was stumblin like a mulet Drink white russian; game, russian
Where he could hear a music box kind of sound From a miniature carousel with its miniature horses All circling faithfully around And a little girl wearing a russian
with thoughts adrift He paused to draught forbidden streams That whispered siren promises To drown His thirst For sports amiss These waters held secrets Liked raped Russian
. Reading your body, just like a (book). For the language of love. oooh . The Language of love. I've heard many lies in Russian. Paradise in French. And fantasies
, translucent colours seem to shine They're a ghostly recollection Of another space and time I imagine I can hear their voices calling me To the land of mystery Where the russian
cruise missiles on British soil Over which the Americans have total control. The American military presence is designed solely To limit nuclear war with Russia
, past grasping trees He paused to draught forbidden streams That whispered siren promises To drown his thirst (for sports amiss) These waters held secrets Like raped Russian
like this for Temar. (Necro) You on some rifter shit while I rock raps like velvo Its celtic Temar's tits belge bangin the ground over the belt My russian
control, they control our voice: war goes on They control, they control our choice: war goes on Balcan question, under aggression What about British-balance there? Russian
he could hear a music box kind of sound from a miniature carousel with its miniature horses all circling faithfully around and a little girl wearing a russian
last, past grasping trees He paused to draught forbidden streams That whispered siren promises To drown his thirst (for sports amiss) These waters held secrets Like raped Russian
