Рубеж Веков - Кухонный Космос
текст песни

It smells of fried potatoes
The dim light of the chandelier
I'm sitting with the neighbor's cat
And sneezing like an aesthete
Gopota with bayonets and knives
Eating compost without washing it down
And the moon in its last dance
On the table in a drunken stupor
Sprinkling stars to the left
Washing down the salt of loss
You are the queen today
Queen of all hunchbacks
We are purer than those tactile
Who wear masks on stage
Lying with powerlessness
And then begging for mercy
We don't need the darkness of oblivion
We want to bloom and smell
Make your decisions
And let's have a third drink
In the ashes thrown by pastels
Happiness is not easy to discern
Replace your bed with a chair, but
Find that kitchen cosmos
And what's next...we'll see
Don't look at me from beneath your sorrow
I'm standing with a glass At the edge of the sloping
Render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar's, to the poor God
To the cosmos of the kitchen! To the kitchen of the cosmos!
Let it breathe among the oil paintings
Mercury is an apple! Mars is an orange
Neighbors, scream, your hair stands on end
To the cosmos of the kitchen! To the kitchen of the cosmos!
Let it breathe among the oil paintings
Mercury is an apple! Orange Mars
The neighbors are screaming, my hair stands on end
I'm not normal, I don't even know
How it feels to be normal
He who is not submissive teaches one to be submissive
A peaceful plan on blood is drowned in worries about the home
A young man in a coma
He's happy with everything
List the money of those who died in the garbage slush for points
It's as easy as separating the pit from the flesh of a peach
Don't look for a creator among your peers
They are busy with stamens, having jammed their pistils
Food courts or restaurants
Seka or chess
Drachmas are read everywhere
Crosses are kissed everywhere
You understand this aftertaste of rudeness with Tula gingerbread
You want a monument erected in your honor
Depression and panic
We all hid behind something significant and incorruptible
We all live by the law of Titanic
Relax - these are jokes
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! Space kitchen!
Space kitchen! To the kitchen of space!
To the kitchen of space! To the kitchen of space!
To the kitchen of space! To the kitchen of space!