ПТВП - Репортаж с петлей на шее
текст песни

I'm starting a report from the loop on the neck
I declare ultimatum black holes
Three coal in the palms of the flame dispel
Cherry Cold over the harsh world
The shovel is stuck in the frozen coal
Pipe, trumpet, trumpeter, over the corpse
Now the heroes of sweet dreams will show delets
Only saddle three pigs and immediately drag

Where the sun never smells poison
Where cactus fucked a rose on the sand
Where there is no stalks broken hail
And the young moron will not languish in longing
Bubnovy Tuz Bubnit in a holey tambourine
Bubakers solve the nearest
On the festive Table of herring in the fur coat
Dancing waltz, open mute

Orthopedic boot fled
Ate snow porridge, fools
Eyes of chisel, sewn, drill
A well bundle so that it becomes warming
Tied in soap-knot strings
Tired in the loop clouds
Sing about how fiery moon
Scriste with legless bull

Colorful blueberry glads
Summer and flying orgasm
The hunter without a rifle in Berloga looked
Dyhanye interrupted long spasm
Why the old man got drunk angry poison
Why was breathing with tear gas
Glasses were right
Wines everything was senile insanity

Cast iron gate to the city of oil
Explode to the account: "zero - times - two - three"
When love, oh yeah, believe
Love that walks loving fire burns
Kosy kerosene beams
Do not bust in the wheels in the train of debauchery
First was debauchery, then twitched tanks
Well, then the telephone sets

Sounds of the poem of lovers tanks

Smooth laugh
Vision of fleeting simplicity
Here Eva will strive his knee
Before Adam at the Spring Hour
And peak currencies with that very lady
Will be held on the avenue in negligee
Glass canvases in window frames
With delight shrink: "Oh, well, it is necessary!"

Under the morning I will sleep as a gray cock
To again die all night
Why does his daily dreams and songs
Then, so that the water in the stump is not
When the wheels are scholating the final scream
Caretaker knocks on tram wires
And the captain flashes rusted binoculars
Time will come to diverge home

But only there is no house, and it was not in mom
Yesterday still life was eaten by someone
Must be cloud burned in the fireplace
But the plague film
Cinema mechanic, well, come on, twist your movie
Gulya yes sing, folk crowd
Styleaga will understand what style is here
Electrician will collapse from the fifth pillar

Sick children are waiting for the last meeting
In half a stone cliff
When lady candles will flash in the May sky
They will answer extensive issues
Let it be a way to survive among the dead
Although their life is no more than movies
In which half of the personnel erased
And brain canvas disabled

And thirty first commissioner from the submarine
Snakes gloomily evil cigarette
I grind your eyes, my mate will rugs, drink vodka
And say: "With God, on the road, comrades sailors!"
Where the algae smells smell
Where the mermaids sleep without scales
Where burns chest unceremonious current
Sylphides Ostroguby Kiss

And there is a poem of lovers tanks

Who loves music, he loves a good voice
And in this case all music in words
Who threw the seed, he will see a spike
Yes there will be bread on all earth tables
But after all, the artist lived with bread
Which mammoth in the cave drew
And, while driving the breath, she walked so cautious
Past the flower in the gorge between the rocks

Then everything burst, exploded and fell asleep
Everything bloomed and began to smile wildly
And the dream was prophetic, - in it the star tone
But it was too late to wake up
Large half-spontaneous picture
Hang in the room brainless sorcerers
Eyes similar to melting ice floes
Wandered in the wind direction

Wind tired blowing and began to swell motors
The eyes melted, the picture burned
All sorcerers climbed the rux
A semi-bright wall exploded
On a white speck of high ceilings
Red hand imprint
Among the ruins smelly, purulent words
Reads grandmother's letters dirty grandson

Here he set up his ne