Текст песни Театр Иллюзий - Про рекламу

I got advertising, where beautiful chicks
Would bring them all, yes let them go for a weeding
Let let beckoline
In the Russian steppes
After all, we lack the villagers and technology in the fields.

I got advertising, where beautiful chicks
I live from this all like on needles.
Because of them I can not look at those around
Well beautiful and smart, what is near ... I have an advertising ailment.

I do not know how I live,
Has illuminated Playboy magazine,
A plastic surgeon
Turns to temple with hand ...

I prevent me from living advertising that they are driven into the liver,
What is popular long-legged loud dog
That is popular only this, this
And no gram is not ...
Who for me decides what is the star?!

My brain explodes from these girls' girls,
Why are they, like clones, their stamps or something too
At military factories on the scale of the country?
And I will find myself another, not such ...
Let it be you.

I do not know how I live,
I watch Playboy magazine,
A plastic surgeon
Turns to temple with hand ...