PARANOIA, VIOLENCE IS ALWAYS ON THE MENU

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Once we're there, the locals ask
"Amigo, who sent you?"
Paranoia, violence is always on the menu
But once the hospitality will dissolve the fear
Nothing but good kind of trouble
There is left to stir

Whoa my spirit guide, lurking in the window
Never did I fit the frame invented by the gringo
Oh, my spirit guide, store up on provisions
Oh, expect nothing more or less but critical condition!
Oh, expect nothing more or less but critical condition!

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Тогда уж хотя бы кабаре с цыганщиной... Но эта песня еще у меня попадает в какие - то контексты, которые наверно только мне и понятны ))