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Happiness

Пол Фил (The Dystopian Band)

01 Cute Thing Californian

Cute Things Californian (I’m finished)

1.

Her eyes are skies,

Her hair is sand,

Her shoulders are nice!

Cute thing Californian!

Her things are cute,

And she seems to be straight,

I’ll follow her, folks!

Cute thing Californian.

I’m finished

Harp Solo

2.

I think she’s stunning,

After her I’ll be running,

After this cute baby,

Cute thing Californian.

I’m finished, folks!

R-n:

Cute thing Californian,

Californian,

Californian,

Californian,

I’m finished, folks!

I wonder if one could stop me from being stupid enough

to follow this gal.

I'm finished.

Guitar Solo

3.

She moves like a dolphin,

Well, she is a dolphin,

All round the day

She’s in sea, she’s a dolphin.

Her eyes are shining,

She’s cute as she’s smiling,

I’m head over heels with

Cute thing Californian.

Cute thing Californian.

Cute thing Californian.

I’m finished.

I'm finished.

I think I have to go, you know,

You, folks, were nice, definitely,

But, well, I have to follow

This cute thing Californian.

(Well, I really have to follow

This cute thing Californian.

I'm finished.

Guitar solo

R-n:

Cute thing Californian,

Californian,

Californian,

Californian,

Californian,

I’m finished.

02 Swe

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I don't want, don’t want to play

This rampageous tricky game

When the heart is all aflame,

But the actor has to play.

I might really, really leave

Having nothing to have said,

Having sipped you of champagne instead

On the New Year's, New Year's, New Year's Eve

On the New Year's, New Year's Eve.

I will wake, will wake up where

Where no trace of you exists,

Of the girl I’ll always miss,

Though your move was quite unfair.

And my joy, joy and my life

Drawn by hoar, hoar, hoarfrost

On a palm, palm, palm-like leaf

That the fall has lost.

That the fall has lost.

I'll be swept, be swept away

By the winds, the winds of fame,

And my soul, my soul will stay

Quite a different smashing play.

I don't want to, want to play

This rampageous tricky game

When the heart is all aflame,

But the actor has to play.

But the actor has to play.

I might really, really leave

Having nothing to have said,

Having sipped you of champagne instead

On the New Year's, New Year's Eve.

Orchestra Link

Lead Guitar

Brave Choir

I don't want, don’t want to play

This rampageous tricky game

When the heart is all aflame,

But the actor has to play.

I don't want, don’t want to play

This rampageous tricky game

When the heart is all aflame,

But the actor has to play.

Street Noises Link

Lutheran church сhoir singing

Ah-ah-ah-ah,

Ah-ah-ah-ah,

The voice

I'll be swept, completely swept