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We a sitting in the room

And bad wine absorb in brain

Empty bottles shine on floor

In hard air of Saturday

Light of lamp in our heads

Bring from us this crazy hope

Give me money dear friends

And I go in the shop

Every day destroy my sense

I make war with my health

In my dreams and in my soul

Beers girls and rock'n'roll

We a living in the world

Where normal man alone

But till beer be the cold

Pleasant state is carryon

Shine of moon in drunken eyes

And one wish in our souls

Crazy dreams and stars in sky

Many beers and many girls.