The Ship Song (исполнитель: Николай Пещерный и Плохие Семечки)
[bad word] sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time [bad word] around [bad word] loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time [bad word] around We talk about it all night long We define our moral ground But when I crawl into your arms [bad word] tumbling down [bad word] sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time [bad word] around Your face has fallen sad now For you know the time is nigh When I must remove your wings And you, you must try to fly [bad word] sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time [bad word] around [bad word] loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time [bad word] around