МПТРИ - Электрический стул vonlaine.net
текст песни

Hello dear conditions,
I sent you a lot of letters
But you did not answer any of them.
I am writing from distant Brest,
And you are from a completely different place.
And the cities of Brest are not in your tour.
I know that your birthday is coming soon
But I will not come, I apologize.
Thank you an idol for being.
I keep your portrait under the pillow
And my girlfriend hates you
But I will still call my son in your honor.

To whom? Electric chair!
To whom? To hang a chair!
To whom? On the wheels of a chair!
What kind of chair do you need?
To whom? Electric chair!
To whom? To hang a chair!
To whom? On the wheels of a chair!
What kind of chair do you need?

I don’t smoke, because you don’t smoke
I don't like that you don't like
I do not want anything that you do not want.
I hope that I will come to St. Petersburg soon,
But will there be a chance for us to see you?
Or at least see your traces.
This world is dreary and cramped
And I can’t wait for your new songs.
Or at least in the newspaper read the interview.
I am sending you my photo
On the back, poems and chords,
Maybe once you remember you my song

Electric chair!
To whom? To hang a chair!
To whom? On the wheels of a chair!
What kind of chair do you need?
To whom? Electric chair!
To whom? To hang a chair!
To whom? On the wheels of a chair!
What kind of chair do you need?

To whom? Who is the electric station?
Hang to hang up, chair ...
And on wheels, on wheels ...
And this marvelous chair ...
Who is the electric station?
Hang to hang up, chair ...
And on wheels, on wheels ...
Chair...

Electric chair!
To whom? To hang a chair!
To whom? On the wheels of a chair!
What kind of chair do you need?
To whom? Electric chair!
To whom? To hang a chair!
To whom? On the wheels of a chair!
What kind of chair do you need?