METVTRON - Хомячки
текст песни

Hamsters

Verse 1:

Lobovukha broken chip
Protestants and escort
Polyube pour more
Once it has already fallen on the tail

Life is not tetris, life football
Every third pussy
I squeeze the slippers on the floor
Tosol got into the engine

Trash is not mine, take yourself
Brake on the pussy
Trabels only in my head
You cyclic on the nonsense

Yellow light is not in color at all
The penalty is more expensive than lunch
He turned around, no Gaytsov
Exhale, catch the moment

Labyrinth, Briolin
Piston goes to wedge
The tank flooded, blue smoke
The phone dropped

Do it yourself, have enough strength
Brother, what are you shaken?
Let go, studied
Divided, laid out

One hundred paths of the motor one
What left, then forgot
Eye diamond, eye ruby
There is a store in the yards

SUPERSTAR, SUPERSHEM
Along the way I will become gray
This is complete fucking
When was I young?

Chorus:

Set a trick in the night
Bleeding, healing
Anger in the blade of sharpeners
The circle of fortunetellers is upset

Judges are all and all doctors
Hardships, bearded
The death and fate of the bricks
We are all for God Hamster

Verse 2:

There, Iskra
The fire of the pan
Weekdays is a series
The voice penetrates at least where

Boys analyze
Opportunities in the car of the Saba
Trains go to the sky
Money is dirty water

I took it not at once always
Shine and poverty everywhere
Without leaving aside
The meaning crushes like a slab

Neither order nor trouble
And the search is not crap
Think somehow empty
Neither crushed stone, then ore

Drops fall to the ground
Not acceptable, but true
So one route
The past leads to inferno

Logic went at the seams
Shambhala is not a sundress
Hurricane clings to the pocket
Personal in the screen

Sharp corners cannot be circumvented
Meat on bones
They drove interest for you
Shaitans in the flesh

Blades and curlers
Fuck and personality
Do not leave the room
Everywhere the stink of antiquity