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Текст песниWell, there once was a Man, and that man had a beard, he shaved off his beard and now he’s dead.
And there once was a Girl, and her husband had a beard, she asked him to shave it off and now she’s dead.
Nows she’s dead (now she’s dead) Nows she’s dead (now she’s dead) Now he’s dead (now he’s dead)
Now he’s dead.
Now they’re dead (now they’re dead)
Now they’re dead.
Grow a beard or you’ll be dead.
Well the Girl and the Man, they each had a funeral, the people who attended are now dead. So the grave digger came, to bury the bodies, and he had a beard and cant be killed.
Can’t be killed (can’t be killed) Can’t be killed (can’t be killed) Had a beard (had a beard)
Can’t be killed
Can’t be killed (can’t be killed) Can’t be killed (can’t be killed)
Had a beard and can’t be killed
Well there once was a band and their name was Kings of Leon, they shaved off their beards and now they’re shit.
now they’re shit (now they’re shit) now they’re shit (now they’re shit) now they’re shit (now they’re shit) Now they’re shit
Now they’re shit (now they’re shit)
Kings of Leon are now shit (kings of leon are now shit) x2