Текст песни Александр Непомнящий - Про Поэтов

The system wants you to sell themselves
In the name of this work as a pack
Newspapers, charts, laws, inspectors
Girls with the program in your head,
Boys on the enemy's hand.

The system wants you to be a fool.
To do this, invented plugs into the brains
Teleidioty and & quot; the saviors of soul & quot;
Burr golems, behavior patterns
Moral of intellectuals and opinion of the crowd

But opened his fence and chain guard
On a snowy field fleeing guerrillas.

ALL can not hang.

System, it is necessary that you are scored on your love
To sell for sofas and thick glasses
Fear for the future and pieces of sausage
For the laudatory mot from fellow Shit
And other attributes of the funeral home.

The system will die if you will be alive.
It puts you tickets to five letters to the dead
She Kaifu only traitors and dead poets.
That is what bites, as it should be explained
And, of course, everyone likes, because it does not finish singing.

But burning snow in the wine through the fog in the window
We descend to the ground you hated the sun.

ALL can not hang.

Satan wants you to sell themselves
Satan wants you to be a fool
He needs you to be scored on their love
Satan will die if you will be alive

Our footprints in the snow of the mountains, as long as the song is not sung,
Turn into a supernova bukovki Testament.

ALL can not hang.