Текст песни Пилот - В доме где на жизнь плюют

Intro: G, C7
        G C7
... In the house where I live, a lot of different people.
Some smoke ganja, other drink, say to live happier.
One filled eyes in the morning, the other closed his eyes at all.
Others cherish force for the night ...

               Em G A
     Pr ... In the house, where the lives of spit.
                          Em G A
          And nothing from it do not wait for ...
                                       Quiet ... knock ...
G5 A5 A # 5 C5 G5
          Eye Alphabet code greasy hands.
    A5 A # 5 C5 G5
          The creaking of the envelope and the sound of metal.
    A5 A # 5 C5 G5
         Collect a knock girlfriends.
            A # 5
          Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk ...

... In a patched red shirt
Proletarian snowing.
What I think the evening, and tomorrow there?
On the morning of a couple of cigarettes.
Who today Decl more? Congratulations from the heart.
I walk my neighbors: cockroaches yes lice ...

Etc.

Come walk with us on the night.
We drink wine with snow.
Let us shout in black box ...
Let bl =) dv, sleep off in the cemetery and in the summer ...
Take a large boat and rowing outrun his own shadow.
In this house live forever
And die in one day ...

Etc.

Outro: G, C7

P.S .: A # 5 = Bb5