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Mr. & Mrs. Smith

How I got into the optimists
I just never saw a clean one
Way, dear trampled your shoes
Your mind is full of shit, but your sneakers are clean
I pour a can of gasoline on the ground
I burn it so that the field is clean
 
At the table in the bar all the economists
At the table at work, everyone hangs harder than Whist
(Yes) Prisms are different at any time (different)
But why are there only dirty ones around (what do you think?)
Not everyone takes whores with them to the registration
Not everyone wants to be on that list
Not everyone wants to do it as an artist
After all, they take the cleanest one from people
No matter how much you eat from one bowl
You can still bet that there are no clean dishes
No matter how many disks you fill up
Time is a trap and still we are looking for a clean one again
 
So I was brought to the optimists
I've just never seen a clean one
Way, dear trampled your shoes
Your mind is full of shit, but your sneakers are clean
Looking for sandals, those hippity
The hucksters haven't seen this clean one either
I pour a can of gasoline on the ground
I burn it so that the field is clean
 
In the vastness of the network only tits, subscriptions
In AppStore not found the application for cleaning the brain
I lost my bet. Pouring whiskey down my throat
I scrolled through all the moments and almost didn't find any clean ones
Welcome to the show, mister
Met with a standing ovation, but it's all the same as a whistle
Life has the sickest screenwriters
After all, when you are already in ahuya, you are greeted with a twist
If you had turned around a little earlier, everything would have been different
But not the fact that in the sense in which I wanted
Just jealousy. Just selfish
Just getting involved is not easy to come out clean
 
So I was brought to the optimists
I just never saw a clean one
Way, dear trampled your shoes
Your mind is full of shit, but your sneakers are clean
Looking for sandals, those hippity
The hucksters haven't seen this clean one either
I pour a can of gasoline on the ground
I burn it so that the field is clean