Текст песни Math the band Bigfoot

One, two, three, four

Hey, what's with the lines at DMVs?
They're so long, man, I can’t even think!
Hey, whats with food on airplanes?
I don't get it!

Whatever happened to Bigfoot?
I think that we should make the whole plane out of black box
Whatever happened to Bigfoot?
I think that we should make the whole plane out of black box

Whatever happened to Bigfoot?
I think that we should make the whole plane out of black box
Whatever happened to Bigfoot?
I think that we should make the whole plane out of black box

You gotta hold my hand, computer
You gotta be the first in the van
You gotta hear when someone says
"This land is your land, this land my land"

Don't lose your magic eye
Don't lose your magic eye
Don't lose your magic eye
Don't lose your magic eye

Don't lose your magic eye
Don't lose your magic eye
You gotta hold on
To what you've got.

Hold on to what you've got
We don't have much time, you gotta do it
We're gonna run out of time, you gotta do it now
I don't know what we're gonna do

Текст добавил Лёша Травоведа 23.7.2011 8:08

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