Limak - Запретная Зона
текст песни

These people are in clothing made of gray fabric,
Web lane, network drug trafficking
Like in a pack of pasta, stuffed under the eyeballs
Under the locker "Lada" decent mass.
Attentive inspection, under the contract through the fingers
Map made of plastic, garbage box office.
In the news topic, about large cargo
FSB prevented, hut up plus.
Round, in clubs, in the womb to the boys
The noses are sniffing under Dram and Bass.
Apparently just such circumstances
In the mornings, like in sugar, drought in the mouth.
A neighbor from above was practically soldered,
Pot in place, two steps forward
Counted the moves, shoved it all more expensive
Verbula raid on the counter in his hallway.
Votum of no confidence, familiar hucksters
The goods are about nothing, like sneakers in the market.
Encrypted name in the phone book
Contact is deleted, everyone wants more stepping.

The gate is open, for bold as zorro
You don't go there forbidden zone there
Porch, smells of crocodile, wide open
The tuk-tuk "We are for you", "And no one is at home."

The gate is open, for bold as zorro
You don't go there forbidden zone there
Porch, smells of crocodile, wide open
The tuk-tuk "We are for you", "And no one is at home."

Time of raspberry jackets overboard,
He who managed, he dumped with his family behind the cordon.
Lucky for those who did not have time to sell
The nineties ... Snow Revolution.
Ways, rails, injection through the veins of the country
There is no condition, the passage to the exit is one.
In the dark, you can’t see who you are, rich
Or Funfi with a boyar with friends.
But this is a case of a blow about the very bottom
The umbrella will not protect the vodka from the waterfall.
Everything seemed small, began with glue,
The moment in the basements, the children grew up early.
Fear of height called someone on the roofs
Played Betman, huckstain Uncle Misha.
Always surprised the playfulness of this caste
As if according to the script, and every role in rotation.
And here it seems to have become quieter
Although the boys are still looking for something
While the feed is poured into the feeders,
These yards do not recognize the word law.

The gate is open, for bold as zorro
You don't go there forbidden zone there
Porch, smells of crocodile, wide open
The tuk-tuk "We are for you", "And no one is at home."

The gate is open, for bold as zorro
You don't go there forbidden zone there
Porch, smells of crocodile, wide open
The tuk-tuk "We are for you", "And no one is at home."

Rings of smoke, light hits the horizon,
Corn "Kent" the evening will be long ...