Текст песни Мистер Малой и Пьянству Бойс - Кайфонавты

The groom sniffing a chemical lethal to the end
He recently looked Fiction Pulp
Huntsman overeaten fungi and left prematurely
7 He reread Victor Pelevin
Accountant cooked wormwood - wanted absinthe
Even the horse turned green from the experiment
Felsher drug shred sick leave
Before his death, he sang Agatha Christie

Wow, you ah, we all kayfonavty

On the table is an accordion and a needle lying
The accordion is not drunk, wants raskumaritsya
The girls went dancing, bleached threw
A month later they found: Arrows pretended
At quack under the window General Meeting
Choose what is now expanding consciousness
Agronomist, damn, forgot about the reclamation
He goes to the Duma to advocate for the legalization

Wow, you ah, we all kayfonavty ...

On the hill stands a hut, hut above the smoke smokes
And in the cabin of the cook dedUshki diethylamide
Do not Draw or write Tic Tac Toe Yes
There used to be alcoholics, steel narkogoliki

Wow, you ah, we all kayfonavty ...