Текст песни Петров - Чёрный Попугай

Go to heaven by steps
Good, bright Affairs -
That is the meaning of our lives
And our earthly empty
Funny
Inheritance ...

Stumbled legless boy
It Hurts. Tea break.
But entertains the idea that I'm fine,
Every soul hurts!

Life is wonderful, health is excellent,
As broken headlights lights.
And we rush to the end of the world
On the bus with a dead driver ...

All of these family men beckons
Only the eternal call:
Swollen heart stubbornly torn
Of tight underpants ...

Sharm these women to time
Draw the belly.
And lemma & quot; shave or not to shave & quot; for their
The most important thing!

Pop swings a censer degree:
Nails - Piercing holy cross - a support.
And we rush to the end of the world
On the bus with a dead driver ...

... Get me out of here.
Here, I'm scared, shivering, evil.
Stale air is choking me,
And I do every day
Worse ....

An old friend this person
You have long been familiar.
But look closely - perhaps he
Will be your enemy.

And on the day when the swallows under the roof
Sovyut nest,
He calmly slit
Your whole family!

And it will come to you without fail!
Sealed in a box hewn.
We rush to the end of the world
On the bus with a dead driver ...

Cathedrals domes tend upwards,
In the rays shine.
What grander deception,
The easier it is to us to accept it ...

I am black parrot, rare
Among us such a suit.
Popugivat people - my
Obsessive passion!

Parishioners are mown haughtily:
Nails - Piercing holy cross - a support.
And we rush to the end of the world
On the bus with a dead driver ...

Late whining about his soul captive,
Indulge in pointless to argue!
We are flying at an absurd universe
On the bus with a dead driver ....

Podtseplen the station Shmarev -
Fuck off and die in the gutter.
All the same, we rush to the nightmare
On the bus with a dead driver ....