Текст песни БАРАБАНДА - Цивилизация

Skyscrapers Luggage backs
Tanned over the years.
Elevator high creeps on wires
Steel spider
And I inside the cab.

Here is my floor, there is a secretary.
Natasha's name, not older than twenty.
First will say how to find the boss,
And then you will send there - where far away.

Carries the fruit of civilization,
From them are not able to refuse me ...

Here is the office. In the office of the Director
Offer to sit down for a lie detector.
There is a doubt, you say, prove,
What is not a spy, not a tax inspector.

Yes, I'm not bos, but legs nagi,
As on the grass, I will compromise.
The program is, which means a programmer
Did not want to make us others.

Carries the fruit of civilization,
From them are not able to refuse me ...