Текст песни Олег Медведев - Марш континентальных электриков

Elusive Joe runs back on the prairies -
And now the ocean rely on us?
Looking to the promotional cards, and do not believe them
His eyes from under a bullet Stetson.
And here we were looking for a phase - and so survived.
On slippery crusts Atlantic eclecticism,
Rattling fire and shaking pliers,
Journey Into Night Continental electricians.
You feel ozone - a corona discharge,
Keep this smell.
Let it lift you up when the doors to the hospital
Zamrut your Aesculapius.
And tell your doctor, taking off his spectacles: "The picture is clear.
Diagnosis - spring, the diagnosis - spring, the diagnosis - spring! "
Do all parties muhomornoe hangover
Syringes unwashed go to the blue veins.
And generates the prophets Ochumelov
Blank exhaust madness and impotence.
Their rock 'n' roll for a long time hanged for such a mother,
Lying in the ditch and part decomposed.
Yelled: "We are together!", All by Kaifu, they say, and you -
He even managed to die is not as it should be.
You feel ozone - a corona discharge,
Hold him tight.
Like moths to a candle, it will burn a second -
Those that remained before the meeting ...
And here it is - in tears and steers light and dirty -
Not saved Quarantine, bacilli in the blood, the diagnosis - spring!
Joe was buried, and to remember not gathered in any way.
Only for a moment frozen on a narrow trail,
We compete with bald males with a curved trefoil
According to the blessed memory of overseas ally.