Текст песни Dillinger - Cokane In My Brain

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Hey Jim Jim I want you to spell for me something I want you to spell New York N-E-W Y-O-R-K that's New York no man, I'm sorry you've made a mistake I'm gonna teach you the right way and the proper way to spell New York. Here it comes A knife a fork a bottle and a cork that's the way we spell New York yeah cause I've got cokane running around my brain cokane running around my brain yeah I got cokane a whole lot of cokane Whenever I walk in the rain. I can feel a burnin' pain keep's a burning flame burning in my bloody brain. You know I'm always on the run 'cause on day I wanna meet the 7th son yeah I've got cokane running around my brain cokane running around my brain cokane a whole lot of cokane No matter how I treat my guests they always like my kitchen best like a burning flame in my bloody brain I got a burning flame in my brain oaaaarr ride on yeah ride on yeah yeah ride on ride on yeah yeah ride on ride on yeah yeah ride on ride on yeah yeah ride on I got cokane running around my brain yeah I got cokane running around my brain a whole lot of cokane running around my brain yeah I got cokane running around my brain running around my brain running around my brain running around my brain screwing up my brain mixing up my brain fucking up my brain cokane Running around my brain Running around my brain Running around my brain Running around my

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