Текст песни ПОСТМУЗИЦИЗМ - Антигерой

Your lips have a bloody, bloody taste
Your black-and-black humor will make you sad
Well, where is our awkward antihero
You are our wretched macho ...

You smell like a smelly, smelly skunk
And listen to the Caspian, Caspian cargo
Such is our awkward antihero
He is our wretched macho ...

The night outside, it's the third hour, and he destroyed the whole area
We got Superman, but not a pro
And at night it flies from the roofs, falling on a slippery peel
A stall will explode, crush a mouse, remember cars in the yard

Start a war, infect everyone and resurrect dinosaurs
It will find appendicitis in the mouth, and after the kidney will remove
Again shortages everywhere, King Kong to the city from the tower pissing
The superhero will protect us, he is our mighty PARASIT!