Текст песни МашнинБэнд - Немного жалости - Свет

Such a life, there is nothing to sing
On the TV - on ne ne .... to ke ...
The war here and there
Closed club Tamta
When winter came the autumn
What fall?
Look for the answer in scientific and popular song
Knock on wood itself
Share with tree rings
Come strangers
Ask - please
A little bit of irony and pity
Complete idiot all day at the window
Flown by the sun, the moon dragged
The clock creep up to two
The more night
Meanwhile audible noise
New Kupchinskaya
New Avtovskaya
New Kolpinskaya
New Ohtinskom
They come and go on the streets sleeping
Wake Zadar ... nnyh civilians
Only I did not wake up at night
I am not sleeping
I watch and record
As the sun rises
Like other stars back
As the trees back
How to back Fuhrer
Horrible dirt on the bookshelf
Choke fresh air
Riots in my apartment
Lynching in the family and in the stairwell
Old, old, old song
I lose my temper as matryoshka
Smear your hands, digging into a plate
Something I do not like this soup
The fundamental question
Tell me Uncle
However, not without reason
Like you
Such as I
Choked, strangled, suffocated, strangled
My uncle did not hear - dropped ears
Uncle's time to shoot from humanity
All do not reach the hands of his uncle
Well, who else is there? (Scuffling in the hallway)
In! Again foreign
Again - please
A bit of irony
And a little bit of pity.
Light from the lace lampshade
Dinner after midnight in a quiet kitchen
After work
One a month
On the other side carousing clouds
Easy-clicking the light switch
Restore balance to the street
Grey Room
Stomp alarm
Polite, well sleep

That's how it is
All and remember
Sitting in a trench
Wet to the skin
Here is everything
Climbs to the head
Only zadremlesh, spitting on slush

Woman in rearview mirror
Floss, which ended in matrimony
Million uncomplicated personalities
Suffocated in condoms
Go for the bread - pick ears
Buy wife flowers and sausages
Grey stars of the silver screen
Snow falling in the white nights

That's how it is
All and remember
Sitting in a trench
Wet to the skin
Here is everything
Climbs to the head
Only five minutes zadremlesh

Clever boy
With a huge brain
He dreams of becoming a foreigner
Living in any warm country
With unwavering hard currency
And we're here
And while nothing
Send us increasingly fat in parcels
Happiness - it's when you do not get caught
Do not forget to hand in these cartridge in the chamber

That's how it is
All and remember
Whether in a trench
Whether in the kitchen
Here is everything
Climbs to the head
After work
Hallucinations.