Dethklok Metalocalypse - Dethjingle | Текст песни

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Do you folks like coffee?
Real coffee, from the hills of Columbia?

The Duncan Hills will wake you
From a thousand depths
A cup of blackened blood
Die, die
You're dying for a cup

Guatemala brand
Ethiopian
French vanilla roast
Die, die
You're dying for a cup

Prepare for ultimate flavor
You're gonna get some now

And scream for your cream

Duncan Hills
Duncan Hills
Duncan Hills
Coffee

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