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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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