What a F**king Day - Little Big
Lyricist:Prusikin Ilia/Shishkarev Sergei/Makarov Sergey
Composer:Makarov Sergey/Shishkarev Sergei/Prusikin Ilia
Monday came after glorious weekends
F**kin' cat sh*ted into my sneakers
No pleasure and no money entire round running
And you asking yourself
What a f**kin' day hey
What a f**kin' day hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
Day by day dipping deep in this system
My brain needs so much more f**kin' assistance
Time is up I must offer resistance tear a vicious circle
For I really can feel all right
Rednecks steal my money
They're happy and think it's funny
All right I call the police
Instead of help they take my drug analysis
F**kin' tired of endlessly violence
Outdoors I think in the silence
What a f**kin' day hey
What a f**kin' day hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
Creakin' bricks broken glass now my way is done
There's no fear and my soul's heading to the clouds
Now I'm here now I'm free can't believe it's true
Knock the door and get it all I have to do
Let me pass through the gate of the paradise
I was good and I was to be clarified
Okay man there's something we can assume
Then I opened my eyes in my room
What a f**kin' day hey
What a f**kin' day hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
What a f**kin' day hey
Hey hey hey hey
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