Текст песни Сабля - понедельник

Monday comes on Sunday night
I am no longer a lover, I'm back working
my office computer machine factory
howl phone red horn
we do not have time to think through ideas
Now everything happens too fast
and large, we have become more
perhaps, we are very middle class
Monday comes on Sunday night
I am no longer a lover, I'm back working
my office computer machine factory
howl phone red horn

young professionals details
life occurs only in the journal
after 6 to drop to choose a cornice
this is not the top, it does not bottom
I understand once philanthropist or a misanthrope
I sit in the car and put hip-hop
I heard that he came up with Lou Reed
and I do not care, I pretend
Monday comes on Sunday night
no time for friends when he's Daughter
party without us goes well
We already have to earn even more more more more more more
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