ya know...Jack White put out an excellent album last year called 'No Name' - but i don't know if anybody heard it. Such great Rockin' tunes...😎

AMEN

When I walk into the structure
I do myself a favor
And I bless myself, yes
Every head must bow down
And every tongue confess
And I don't care how you found out
This is only a test
So test yourself
I see the way that you're looking down
Tripping through life as you fumble around
Quick check, respect, nobody around
So reach under your dress
And caress yourself
Yeah, now listen
People say
I need God on command!
God on demand!
If God's too busy then I'll bless myself
All these people saying call your own shots
They're not robots, they want no roadblocks
They are a team unto themself, they say
I don't answer to anybody but myself!
Whose fault is it now?
Who do you blame now?
You gonna cop to that?
If you're a cop then arrest yourself
If you're trying to provoke yourself then
You're gonna need to invoke yourself then
A prayer spoken from the newly awoken says
Must we always distress ourselves?
You'll say this, you'll, you'll sing this
Where did all the time go?
Where did all the love go?
I hung on to my ego, but now?
I just want to drown myself
They say trust no one, not even yourself
So now I can't even trust myself?
Damn! Wow!
We always hurt the ones we love
But now we also have to love ourselves
Are you feeling blessed?
Are you feeling blessed?
No?
Then bless yourself

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Мы ожидаем, что этот трек станет прорывным хитом для кантри — он дикий, весёлый и запоминающийся.
Это для тех, кто вкалывает всю неделю и отрывается по полной в пятницу вечером.
One Shot, Two Shot, 3 Shot More — буйный, скандируемый кантри-хип-хоп-гимн, созданный для огней бара, шумных ночей и того веселья, о котором, возможно, пожалеешь — но никогда не забудешь.
С южным шиком и современным ритмом, этот трек сочетает кантри-жёсткость с хип-хоп-энергией. Если ты когда-либо гнался за выходными, просто чтобы почувствовать, что жив — ты точно поймёшь, о чём эта песня.

Выставляешь шоты с друзьями, гремишь музыкой из машины или танцуешь под неоновыми огнями — это твой саундтрек.

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Текст песни
One Shot, Two Shot, 3 Shot More

Я приболел, кто-то говорит — подвыпивший
Пятничный вечер, и женщины в огне
Пару шотов — и я нанят
Чем дальше ночь, тем выше я становлюсь

Неделя была длинной, но в пятницу я на своём месте
Пахал как проклятый, а сегодня держусь крепко
Буду веселиться, выпущу всё наружу
Плевать, будут ли последствия

[Припев – скандирование]
Подвыпивший и в беде, сапоги бьют пол
Один шот, два шота — налей ещё
Пятница — это огонь, и я снова зажёг
Плохие решения? Чёрт возьми, скажи когда

Будет ад, когда я вернусь домой
Да ну, нельзя же жить под колпаком
Надо повеселиться, в этом нет зла
Ты такой же глупый, как и я, если веришь в это

[Припев – скандирование]
Подвыпивший и в беде, сапоги бьют пол
Один шот, два шота — налей ещё
Пятница — это огонь, и я снова зажёг
Плохие решения? Чёрт возьми, скажи когда

Один шот, два шота, три — ещё
Скоро я буду лежать на полу
Обожаю эту ночь, музыка горит
И, чёрт побери, этот парень доступен

[Припев – скандирование]
Подвыпивший и в беде, сапоги бьют пол
Один шот, два шота — налей ещё
Пятница — это огонь, и я снова зажёг
Плохие решения? Чёрт возьми, скажи когда

Один шот, два шота, три — ещё
Скоро я буду лежать на полу
Обожаю эту ночь, музыка горит
И, чёрт побери, этот парень доступен

[Припев – скандирование]
Подвыпивший и в беде, сапоги бьют пол
Один шот, два шота — налей ещё
Пятница — это огонь, и я снова зажёг
Плохие решения? Чёрт возьми, скажи когда

Будет ад, когда я вернусь домой
Да ну, нельзя же жить под колпаком
Надо повеселиться, в этом нет зла
Ты такой же глупый, как и я, если веришь в это

[Припев – скандирование]
Подвыпивший и в беде, сапоги бьют пол
Один шот, два шота — налей ещё
Пятница — это огонь, и я снова зажёг
Плохие решения? Чёрт возьми, скажи когда

Keywords
кантри хип хоп, пятничная вечеринка, пьянка и веселье, барная песня, энергия пятницы, современное кантри, кантри стиль жизни, кантри музыка 2025, уличный кантри стиль, кантри для молодёжи, кантри драйв, музыка для вечеринок, кантри с характером, шоты и бар, музыка для друзей

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One Shot  Two Shot  3 Shot More

One Shot, Two Shot, 3 Shot More – Russian Version

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The Story
The plain was made of black salt, a horizon of matte crystals that swallowed reflections instead of returning them. Above it hung a sky the color of cooled iron. Nothing moved, not the thin grasses fossilized in place, not the distant ribs of petrified cactus, not the oval shadows that pooled where there should have been light. The air felt thick—like a held note, like a thought someone forgot to finish.

Out of that heldness, a figure stepped.

They were not armored or robed. They carried no tools, only a glass seed cupped in both hands, small enough to hide in a fist, heavy enough to pull the shoulders down. The seed was not luminous, but light noticed it; beams bent when it passed. The traveler steadied their breath until it matched the inaudible pulse threading through the ground. When they looked up, the horizon turned by a fraction, just enough to show that all horizons here were part of a wheel.

The wheel’s center was nowhere and everywhere, but its rim—the path—ran straight ahead. The traveler started walking.

Out past the fifth step, the salt exhaled spores that did not rise or fall. They hung, counting each other, arranging themselves into a body: a lank, cathedral-shouldered mushroom being with gills inscribed in teal. Its shadow formed before its cap; then its stem curled up from the shadow’s edge, a reversed sprout. The gills flexed, and stenciled onto the air between them appeared a silent string of equations shaped like vines.

The traveler paused without fear. The equations were invitations.

The mushroom lifted its arm. Halfway through the gesture, the arm became a cactus rib, green lacquer with glints of trapped suns. The rib arched overhead and, with a soft click of geometry, multiplied into a corridor: rib upon rib, an arcade of living anatomy, each curve fitted to the next by joints that whispered when they turned. Salt slipped out of salt, forming steps that did not look like steps until the traveler placed a foot on them and the ground agreed.

A corridor of ribs and spores opened toward a darkness that was not night, and the traveler crossed the threshold.

Beneath the ribs, the air acquired weight. Droplets formed on the cactus skin and beaded, each bead holding a world full of tiny weather. Where the beads grazed one another, prisms were born—micro-faceted insects that hummed without sound and flew in quivering constellations. Columnar forms extruded from the salt like glass trees, branches interlocking in a scaffold of perfect errors. Between branches, filaments stretched into a lattice, a graph of choices the traveler hadn’t made yet.

In the prisms, the traveler’s reflection wore a dozen futures. In some, the seed had already been planted; in others, the seed was a piercing and the sky was stitched to their skin. In one, there was no traveler at all, only the seed rolling like a planet where the ribs met the plain.

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