LYRICS

If the poor do not suffer too rich jump,
Be rip your life, if you let me cry.
Drink your beer song, even you be cheerful,
someone again there they swear, I’ll shoot if it’s worth.

Chorus (x2):
Give me the gun, whiskey full of ice,
and fired into the ceiling.
Yes write there with bullets alone: ​​
” I just want to live! ”.

Walk on the road do not stop, even bad calls you,
what I know about you, they let secretly ask.
And when you cuddle bouquet say all the time:
” ??????? ???? and let’s drink with him delight ”!

Chorus (x2):
Give me the gun, whiskey full of ice,
and fired into the ceiling.
Yes write there with bullets alone: ​​
” I just want to live! ”.