Револьвер на лодыжке - Русский имперский салат
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I'm tired and need a pit stop
Pit stop to take a break from the goats
The hustle and bustle is like checking into a hostel
A little disgusting like warm Holsten

There were days when I took out
Now I'm like Mesut Ozil
I can barely drag my feet across the field
And every step I take is fraught with pain

There were days when you didn't know
Where will I go and what will I say
Someday everything won't be enough
When you leave I won't see you off

I'll go to the restaurant early in the morning
It's a simple plan, but still a plan.
The world has shrunk like a hedgehog
My country knows what I will order

Russian imperial salad
Russian imperial salad
This dish is like revenge
Served cold

Russian imperial salad
Russian imperial salad
This dish is like revenge
Served cold


I get into a Tesla and go there
Where haven't the wires been laid yet?
Approximately where I was suddenly
Sent by old homie my ex-friend

My heart hurts like my prostate
And I don't need anyone's love anymore
I'm going where there is no one
Where they are not expected and where it will be easy

I get into a Tesla and go there
Where haven't the wires been laid yet?
Approximately where I was suddenly
Sent by old homie my ex-friend

My heart hurts like my prostate
And I don't need anyone's love anymore
I'm going where there is no one
Where they don’t wait and where it will be easy-o-o-o-o
Very easy-o-o-o-o-o-o
Where it will be easy-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Very easy