Текст песни СТАРЫЙ ДЖЕК - 05-Было бы слово

Here's my idea for you
Here's a cabbage pie
One has a lathered neck
Another dulls feelings
Let's start from the sixth
Let's spit it out and write it to the poets
The very first word
Who were you, why are you and where are you

In the meantime, let's stroke the sides
Immediately you will not notice the soul is empty
and you will notice before you have time to fill with fire
There would be a word and we will sing

Look at the stirring
Sniffing for carrion
Did one have dreams
Dirty basement reward
Shook themselves off like plague dogs
An honest passer-by turns his nose
At one time they were different
And they don't look like us at all

In the meantime, let's stroke the sides
Immediately you will not notice the soul is empty
and you will notice before you have time to fill with fire
There would be a word and we will sing

And then they showed us the answer
She was not that difficult
Recently everyone was recorded somewhere
Although not everyone is impossible
And we were proud of our freedom
Yes, bowing to her late
And heartburn is treated with soda
And we ate extinguishing this flame

In the meantime, let's stroke the sides
Immediately you will not notice the soul is empty
and you will notice before you have time to fill with fire
There would be a word and we will sing