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Billion of People is in my head.
Everyone cares for his own peace of bread.
There are bishops and bakers,
There are young daddies with their kids.
There are clowns and moneymakers,
There are police and thiefes.
Chorus: And they’re all fussing
To spend the days away.
Yes, they’re all fussing
To spend the days away.
Noone spends time for nothing,
Noone smiles in vain.
Noone hides his aims and reasons,
But noone shows his pain.
There are jazzmen and sailors,
There are ladies with their pearls.
There are critics and wailers,
There are always young boys and girls.
Chorus: And they’re all fussing
To spend the days away.
Yes, they’re all fussing
To spend the days away.
I turn back like all we do.
I don’t ask questions in a space
Because I’m in the Race,
Yes, I’m in the Race.
They let me push the buttons,
They let me spin the wheels.
They let me choose between heaven and hell,
They give me freedom, as it seems.
They are dealers and rovers,
They are babies, cryin’ at nights,
They are tutors and soldiers,
They are boxers in endless fight.
Chorus: And they’re all fussing
To spend the days away.
Yes, they’re all fussing
To spend the days away.
Billion of People spends its days and nights.
One part has a power, and others fight for their rights.
They are whitemen and blackmen,
They are sinners and saints,
They are incredibly strong and weak human race,
And I tell you
I turn back like all we do.
I don’t ask questions in a space
Because I’m in the Race,
Yes, I’m in the Race.
Everyone takes part in this Human Race…
Jessica Brown Jessica Brown wasn't a woman or a man - it was a doll. Jessica named her small doll's house: "Home, Sweet Home" Chorus: and like all the dolls she'd never slept, and like all the dolls she'd never ate. she was always smiling, always looking the same. she smiled so foolishly and she was dressed so perfectly, all the children would liked to own little Ms. Jessica Brown so Jessica Brown was the queen of all the dolls in the shops and Jessica Brown was so proud, 'cause she knew what she costs. Chorus: but one fine day Jessica Brown was sold. one fat man with cool watch on his hand paid with gold. Chorus: and little Sue was so happy, little Sue was so happy 'cause she owned that wonderful doll, for she smiled so foolishly, for she was dressed so perfectly, little Sue decided to try what was inside Jessica Brown. yes, she smiled so foolishly, yes, she was dressed so perfectly. very soon all the children have found out what was inside Jessica Brown.
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Picture of You shouting in the nearest pub, you're sad a little, there's no doubt — it's another picture of you. then you're suddenly saying:"I'm going home" and you're leaving the company at their own to laugh at another picture of you. pretending like a good old-fashioned man, looking for a day to spend to admire a picture of you. and it doesn't matter what you say, 'cause it seems to me that your own way is just another picture of you. Chorus: oh, lead us to the harmony that could destroy the reflections of ourselves. and free our destiny from watchin' mirror-wells, mirror-wells... winking while you can catch her eyes, saying indifferently: "Ain't she nice" — you'll show her picture of you. but then late at night when you're in the bed you've suddenly found out that it's very sad to be just a picture of you. Chorus:
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