Bubijeva pesmarica

A h D A h D A

ATwenty-five years of my life and still,
I'm tryhing to get up that great big hill of hoDpe,
for a destinaAtion.

I reAalized quickly when I knew I should
that the whorld was made up of this
brotherhood of maDn – for whatever that meAans.

So I cryA​ sometimes when I'm lying in bed
to geht it all out what's in my head then I
Dstart feeling a little pecuAliar.
So I wAake up in the morning and I step outside
I tahke a deep breath and I get real high, then I
ScrDeam from the top of my lungs what's goin' Aon!

And I say hAey, hehy, I sDay hey what's goin' oAn!?
And I say hAey, hehy, I sDay hey what's goin'oAn!?

And I tAry, oh my god, do I trhy
I try all the tiDme in this institutiAon.
And I praAy, oh my god do I prhay,
I pray every single daDy, for a revolutAion.

So I cryA​ sometimes when I'm lying in bed ...

And I say hAey, hehy, I sDay hey what's goin' oAn!?
And I say hAey, hehy, I sDay hey what's goin'oAn!?

ATwenty-five years of my life and still,
I'm trhying to get up that great big hill of hoDpe,
for a destinaAtion.