Текст песни ЛИБО в Ялте - Многабукаф

Summer is this time of year
When good weather
Every day on the street, it does not matter
Want you or not
When closed at home when do nefig
When wildly tired of your hysterical
And everyone lacks money
Time, places, desire to arrange a little
Positive
Creative
Little holiday named after Dolbotryasov Discolbas Petrovich
So not
Someone has lunch
Who has Internet
Someone even ballet

(enhanced under the nose "Dance of Little Swans")

Chorus:
Mnogabukaf, mnogabukaf
In my messages for children and grandchildren
And even if someone decrypts this science.
He will say only
Mnogabukaf, mnogabukaf
In this ocean of networks and rumors
What pours to you right in your ear
And leaves in my head
Mnogabukaf

The sun shines right in Haru
And I stepping on asphalt
I forget all problems
And stupid in front
Who was Balzac?
In my opinion he had many women of his age
Classical is a terrible force, but it is too mnogabukaf,
For instance:
Lion Tolstoy MultoBukaf
Dostoevsky-mnogabukaf
Chekhov-Bukaf is smaller, but still a lot
Our brain filters strictly
All that is more paragraph
And more than one smart thought on this paragraph
We are paragraph, gentlemen and ladies
It's all without cheating
Late to sing "Hare Rama"
Call to help mom
(That's what thoughts about the eternal in the four walls are brought)

Chorus.

And here you sit and bite elbows, nails
Mosquitoes on the fly (these creatures deserve)
Would put on everything, but for some reason it turns out again,
That everything puts on me
When closed at home,
When to do Nefig
Not to consider the entertainment of the TV
And I do not have enough money
Time, places, desire to do at least something
Cry to work
Dedicate the day of concerns
I like fly in a sauce sauce
But tomorrow Saturday
And you have to cheer
At least shave
At least two days forget

Chorus

ABSGDEYZHZIKLNOPRTUFHCHSHKHYYEYYU (twice)

Alpha
Omega
Cutikov
Foreva !!!