Текст песни аарон - лишний

Over the years, this antagonism frail society
To me it has accumulated so much hatred
What if we do not begin to stand up vobshchem
Ziggurats your poor value
Even if we do not take life in the aspect of antagonism
That would get me into cynicism
When the alignment of the points and
I do not regret blows, for all those rosy cheeks
Personally we can witness a generation
Existing knowledge but is not able to find a use
And while they zaserat future clog the brains of selected varieties of Staffa
I'm in front of everybody pull skeletons out of the closet
Really really need to state the obvious but do not scratch hate, harmless to society, in its naiveté
Teenage coitus, has been the subject of emotion and pride
Not smart enough to rubber, so abortion enough meanness
We are the media dictates what to do, how to think and what to wear
Uncle screen teach mothers how to raise the nation
The idea of ​​humor is flat, and we have enough for the stomach
From KVNskoy cabbage and uterine TNTshnyh liners
Senseless brutality in the pipe fun for children
Pushed mercenary cult of success and a lot of other left-wing ideas
Such amorphous demos, there was no time to flood
Call it neodeklamatsiey or hip-hop
I do not have, but still voiced the opinion
At least, because there is no one to interrupt my testimony
But this world will be so ill, as there is drugs, whores and beggars
Although there are umnichki city looking for Zion
But staying on stage, eating cactus piotl
Aw on kzhduyu of your displaced lengthwise
Ashes Haile-Silas makes a hundred revolutions
Even among these gurus are bots
Theses voiced one other funny
"Be who you are so" sensei vakarimas
I'm a sociopath to the bone
So what am I going to kill people?
Perhaps I'm confused dialectics and now I drive inappropriate
And so it should be in reality and in childhood obchitalsya Camus
I do not see a fool and we live in the best era of the grotesque
But in the eyes already dazzled by glamor and glitz of this
The absurdity of eclecticism and gloss rhinestones
And I too old, to admire the aesthetics of decadence
As for the aesthetics of course a joke
There is not even a hint of it
Only sadness and unbearable boredom
And nothing will change reproaches
And watching in existence
Only a tendency to digdradatsii
I am stupefied when forward so that it will start to enjoy
it returns again to the decadence
and I say Vanka the fool where are you these words that plucked
or spared by Ivan the durachek what are you mirthless
yes because I once in the comic play
and only I am sick of these perversions