Пиф Давилль - Черная кошка
текст песни

M.O. United son, wild world
This is the only way, Bondarevsky Zoo

Broken intellect
Until the world of half-drunk poets
Who got into the sect without a ticket?
Where a lot of songs are not sung
It's as if Pete grabbed the bit tightly with his teeth.
It was as if a zombie from a crypt ran out of the entrance
Skeleton on the cap and sneakers
The runner rushed into the transition to the bank where the pepper is
In a moment the youngster delved straight from childhood
There the spark fades, the eyes dim
It's like there's a star behind the cloud
There's nowhere else to run
Success tore the soldiers' heads off their hinges
Clap your hands, the train is on fire, this hall is empty
Everything has disappeared, I see you from behind
Show me the money, people will wear the wheels straight to holes.
It's like a cigarette is smoldering on the street
The neighborhoods whisper hold on
I can't let them down anymore
Blows smoke down the back of his head
The monolith wheezes like an old man
Has trouble breathing - asks to buy a bottle
Riddles give the laws on the walls a surprise
The area prostitute gives money for pennies all night
The narc grows wings and jumps over the ledge
The police are sleeping
Blood looks like ketchup dripping down
And the trace of the killer is washed away by the rains
The neighborhoods whisper hold on
Real life game
I see her from the back
Pearls shine on your neck, but happiness is somewhere in the distance
After all, the sales of death make the pockets of hucksters swell
And tears flow like a stream from long eyelashes
Drooling on the floor near expensive shop windows
It’s like I’m driving a nail into a syllable into a broken rhythm.
I'm wearing the same outfit
And the same way the neighborhoods whisper, sleepwalker, hold on

I flutter in the wind like a wedge leaf
I hide my face behind my collar, a sinner
And since yesterday, good luck, please smile
But the black cat runs across the road again

I flutter in the wind like a wedge leaf
I hide my face behind my collar, a sinner
And since yesterday, good luck, please smile
But the black cat runs across the road again

Lunatic - slang language for fidget
How many bodies did the Moscow swimming pool hide?
Take a photo of my syllable
Fell and rose again to the whispers of drug dealers
Entrances are a reward not the walls of palaces
Keep the slut as a reward for the scarlet flower
Half a dozen dogs are free from the pack
I'm hiding from the rain under the hoods of the same houses
I hear the experience and whispers of the same courtyards
They only have one shot left to reach the top
But the roar of the hooves of the cops and brothers breaks the rubop
The laughter of insidious enemies rumbles behind them
These verses of prayers echo into a holey den
In the barracks where failure is ruled by the cyclone
In the hearts of the ruins where Babylon lives
And where is the law - cutting off a hero's head with an ax
Where are five cubes of poppy seeds through pipes and sleep

I flutter in the wind like a wedge leaf
I hide my face behind my collar, a sinner
And since yesterday, good luck, please smile
But the black cat runs across the road again

I flutter in the wind like a wedge leaf
I hide my face behind my collar, a sinner
And since yesterday, good luck, please smile
But the black cat runs across the road again