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Текст (слова) песни: Hanover Saints - The Promised Land
Look at the knuckleheads standin on the corner Tonight there wonжЉ° be any drama No fights, no threats, just havin fun This time has finally come
The streets that are made of Gold This is what I surrendered for One heart, one mind, ItжЉЇ the promised land itжЉЇ the promised land
On the corner on the streets ItжЉЇ summer time can you feel the heat Trouble arises outta boredom And we wonder why this world is outta order
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