B.o.B. – Room 34 scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 Sha-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-lee Sha-la-la-la-la I feel free When I woke up I was freezing Shaking like a leaf I was stuck up on a shelf With the other guys in Room 19 Then the brain here right beside me Speaking telepathically Said “Hi, my name is Stalin Glad to see you here in Room 19″ Yeah Tchaikovsky played the music While Pasternak wrote poetry As they sliced our brains to study Why we ended up in Room 19 Well ‘ol Sakharov was outraged And said “Exactly what you mean?” And Lenin said “There is no Heavan So I can’t believe in Room 19″ Set me free, free, free, etc.