Алексей Сурнов - Фараон
текст песни

Here is a sad ballad
About the old pharaoh.
He is in a row for many years
Sitting on a strict throne.

Sit on the throne for a long time
Labor is very difficult.
From this - heartburn
Gastritis and hemorrhoids.

However, it does not give up
Our monarch is not a coward.
He flows to himself:
"I myself will not get away."

After all, there is no replacement nearby!
The courtiers are weak.
Wherever he throws his eyes -
Only eunuchs alone.

He remembers very hard
How he himself is through the court
Castled the courtiers
To avoid troubles.

He knew that the rebellion was possible:
He remembered that he himself
From the lumpen insignificant
He ascended the pedestal.

In the distant those years
He only wanted to become
Rich and free.
And on others - spit.

But time all flew.
There is no more health;
And the head was weak
And nonsense began to grow in it.

So it suddenly began to want
Go into history
A great autocrat,
The ruler of the Earth.

But this is how it happens:
He does not like the people.
He is afraid of his people
He spits on the people.

He made a directive
To save your throne,
All subjects in morons
Turn immediately.

Let the newspapers stall ...
And explain in schools:
“Work is bad
And it’s better to steal. ”

But it is possible and otherwise
Who wants to - let him live
On meager handouts,
That power is going from above.

And speak on the air:
"Around there are some enemies",
And that we are in this world
Let's stay alone.

Nobody let the protection
Does not see for himself
From the thieves' elite,
Podonkov and crooks.

But something was missing
Still to him
And he decided in addition
Another to light a war.

He fought before
But only at home ...
And all the kings are older
The army is whipping over the seas.

But for the seas after all is dies
Walking with soldiers.
So far from home
After all, they can beat.

And there is another problem:
All other princes
Fight with cannibals
And we are friends with them.

Our pharaoh is on purpose
Came to visit them
And hands officially
All cannibals are sorry.

And he, so as not to shake,
I found myself alone
At the very border
A weakened country.

In painful fun
I sent the army there
So that with a peaceful population
At least to fight.

Rockets and submarines
On the eve of the war
All in the combat rack
Already given.

The whole world froze in fright.
The maniac was in taste
And in a fit of mad
I pressed the Start button.

But still passed
Trouble with us:
Not hit the target
There are no missiles.

Probably launched
They are not at that angle
And the bombs were pulled out
[All] on scrap.

And it is necessary to happen:
The last of all
Rocket to the capital
Falled as a sin.

On the skull is a tyrant
It happened accurately.
The palace, alas, broke
But at least I did not explode.

I don't remember where
I heard from behind the hill
That their kings as if
Do not go crazy there.

Their people choose
There is control over them
Four years are being ruleed
And then - to rest.

I also heard gossip
Although, perhaps, they lie.
Those pharaohs are on average
Everyone lives a little longer.