Текст песни капитан смоллетт - Хулиган

Gray Morning, POOL Curtains, throwing a cat with a belly on a sofa
He wakes up in the eternal hangover, Local Yard Buntar Hooligan
Jar ticking with cold water, the best food for breakfast to him,
With bone in pocket, with a broken hand,
Again the whole day to hold one

chorus:
With Fingal under the eye ....
As familiar movement, I figuring the glass,
With a crazy smile ....
In life, chrome goes, hooligan

Seeds for dinner, Baltic Troika, shouting a cigarette not zap
Such guys in the stairwell with a garbage of Huyachat Portverine and smoke in the window
"Will it all last long!?" - screaming from the tenth apartment neighbor
Shut up! We do not want to communicate with you, the silence has not grabbed himself in stencil

With Fingal under the eye ....
As familiar movement, I figuring the glass,
With a crazy smile ....
In life, chrome goes, hooligan