Drug - Трактор
текст песни

Blue tractor and through the fields

Blue tractor and Ivan in it
Ivan is also blue in fact
Vanya is like a tractor Ivan is like frost

There's a fucking mess under the hood
Vanya is in the forest on a trailer
He climbed into this for a reason
Well, what kind of weight did Vanya not know

Beyond the field is a field, beyond the forest is a forest
Hand in hand and in hand a sawed-off shotgun
Green and young like a sickle and hammer
He drinks something then Coca-Cola

He thought the cops don't see us
Saving up for something and stepping on the gas
He wouldn't have carried it but for money yes
He wouldn't have fit in but he's fucked

And at home his wife and mother were waiting
And at home they were waiting but there's no point in waiting
And at home they were waiting but there's no point in waiting
Vanya is sitting but there are two chairs under him

Mom, forgive me, my son is not guilty
Mom, forgive me, this is all news
Mom I'm not a criminal mom
I was carrying something but what I was driving, I didn't know

Vanya is tailed, Vanya is halfway there
Pressed the gas, doubled the speed
And asked everyone close
But from behind you can hear flashing lights, shots

I drove on, there are their own
They give glasses, give rubles
Vanya is tired, Vanya is not himself
Drank a glass but wanted to erase

Mom, forgive me, my son is not guilty
Mom, forgive me, this is all news
Mom, I'm not a criminal mom
I was driving something, but I didn't know what I was driving