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هر روزی که از نوامبر میگذره
هر چی به آخر 2010 نزدیک تر میشیم
به نظر واقعی تر میشود
صدایی
که روح مرا میشکافد
و نگاه فروتنانه ای
که محتاتانه مرا میکشد

I was thinking surviving with my sister in New Jersey
She told me it's a good life there
Very good very nice, Here I Go! Jerk off!
We'll keep well bred
We'll stay well fed
We'll have our sons
They will be all well hung
They'll come and play
Their friends will say
Your daddy's rich
Your mama's a pretty thing
That maid Maria she's really O.K

I keep getting friends
Looking like lesbians
If we get bored
We'll move to California
They'll come and play
Their friends will say
Your daddy's rich
Your mama's a pretty thing