Doctor Kotik - Я
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This is who again in firewood
Not in place of the head?
Incomprehensible words
They fly out from the mouth.
He cannot understand himself,
Who will put him to sleep?
And again on the face of bruises,
And again under the eyes of bags ...
Who does not know the measures of fucking?
It's me.
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
This is who in the frenzy drunk
Closed with a thick woman,
He raised her in his hands
He stumbled and fell.
And then he blamed himself,
That she broke her head about the corner
It is necessary to call an ambulance
And sew her head.
Forgive me,
After all, I am to blame for this.
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
But you yourself are to blame Alcota
It was not unnecessary to solder the cat!
I would not dive on you all then!
Girukha Boshka would not have to be sewn up
And there would be no need for policemen to explain
Why is it so hard to stand out of the blue
Acquaintances of all, absurd calls to strain
What would they come up with the Gearbies of how to rescue
You yourself are all good, alcoholics and drunks
Silence violators are you.
You-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-yous
You yourself are all the goats
Drink everything that burns
The ulcer hurts again.
Sawing in my yard, on asphalt, in bushes and in the grass
In the tram, in the subway and in a taxi
There are drunken pieces
In the drinking chief my boss
And the whole team is such
My friends are in a drinking
Well, me
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I.