птички в глитче - палки в колёса
текст песни

noise of numbers,
The cipher rustling on the train.
shock. inside out
Tires
Leaving cars.
We decided so
And you would go to hell
With their scammers,
hermits and Shepard with his nasty tone
We will solve the case later.
flood in the room, who would help me
Exit from the pit,
Who would help me.
We are all at the bottom.
The neck is broken, lice walks, shock therapy,
tolerate, do not lie to yourself
go to rhythm and rhyme,
atmosphere of novelty, sags cornice,
We progress down
He climbed into the gallows.
Spring, sheets appear,
Fingers cook, if briefly - everything is new.
Panorama, windows of the frame.
amoral behavior.
Unpleasant.
Yama, again a pit.
I would send the salam to the Buryats and send it, here
Pvp drassed one on one?
They drove round dances by the river,
Graves View.
Take Rutin
from life. Go away.
Get out with routine and tina
Longing and sadness. Wipe off the table
And then the hands are sticking.
I poured tea, drank in one gulp,
A salvo of guns,
The back was framed.
beyond what is permitted.
Crayfish in salt. The wrong
It's time to return
to the native lands.
Here is the vinamyp, here are the fields,
Go to nowhere.
Once we were small
And the gates opened
From the blow of years.
But mine is not.
The gates closed from the wind.
Adult life all closed from the wind.
There is no answer and not find me,
Dams above the river, enter me.
Bus driver 'PAZ'
tried to go around the inner world
all of us,
He tried, but did not work.
a doctor to me, a doctor,
Help, the number of tea
in the blood exceeds.
I solve the problems of the world
Behind the cup. On a piece of paper
List of solutions.
hermits are sitting on the neck,
Friendly relations broke.
From ticks protection.
Behind the shield is a new life,
climb lively,
The cigarette butt in the eye - hisses.
I walked by, shook circles,
He chopped ropes and degraded.
I drank the whole world
Only half was enough.
put me money in the account
And we will agree, dear.
About the sale and sale
The dead twins are Bashen.
Come on, we will show you
If you give us money.
Pencil on a piece of paper
Causes courage.
Where are you, wait,
It is necessary to build at home,
there will be no stagnation, do not fall
spirit, guys.
be late for the 'groove'
dangerous.
Take it under different ones
Beautiful performers.
world in red, cash desk
does not accept bills,
brought from the south
From yurts, in skirts.
We are here with humor
They put a finger in the outlet,
Newspapers do not write terrestrial about us.
Sowed cabbage.
Borsch will be rich, tasty.
I bent
to music, thick
pumped up with tools
winds, rain, noise of the sea.
Happiness is not in the injection
Not at school,
Not in dollars.
I will not be at my funeral,
Sorry, friends,
But behind you
The incomprehensible stood
With knives,
Click your bodies
like buttons in the walls,
Columns of neighbors
Drive a place
Four corners of my house
These feelings are familiar to me,
When in endless noise is chained.
Wallpaper on the roads
I am dear to the noise of cars.
would not fall into the swamp,
I invented the lines for a long time.
He became in the rack
On an ongoing construction.
Six lines strictly,
collected, organized,
Your locks are broken
Your judges are bought.
The cooler burned down,
Escape from chicken chicken coat.
nervously smokes logic on the sidelines,
Automobiles exploded
From the streams of hydroponics.
lots and lots,
Few
In the wheels of sticks.