Текст песни Пушкарь - Друзья приходят как-то невзначай

a parody of the song Egorova - Friends Gone
Friends come somehow by chance.
Come in and sit up to eight o'clock.
No to sleep - I sharpen them fritters,
And at half past boil them tea.
Not a burden to them, and even on the shoulders
My weekly sausage stocks.
After pretending fed faces
And sing songs at night.
I sit down at the table and casually joking,
Through drowsiness put the tea leaves into the kettle.
And I say as if by chance,
That the house is still better than a visit.
It reaches them at five in the morning,
When all drank and ate,
When they tired of each other.
Well, - they say - it's time to home.
Friends come somehow by chance.
And even well - until one sitting.
And none of them will save me no!
Now I will go myself to friends