Текст песни Ширяев Алексей - Сеансы Кашпировского

This is what it means
I am the eighth decade
How in war hurt me
I have no kids
Certifying a golden wedding
With old man
Here we have a cake with her
Do not have children
Our Domishko on the edge
Who did not see - Great
Where are you going to boredom
And the circle is solid drunk
Here and we decided and decided
And retirement on credit
TV We bought
All he is at least clarified
In the morning you turn on
The screen lights up
Remulture for tea
Sportloto - One Cheating
Aerobics will be engaged
Old bench embroyed
Around the world is stupid
And animals will look
Looking at all nuans
Looking forward
We are waiting for her televisionans
Kashpirovsky doctor
And how it will begin
Intercepts the Spirit
Then the old woman is sinking
Then the uterus I lug
Yes, really, in fact
Can it be
Not in humios - by body
Who hisp will speak
Never believed
But people will not lie
Who entrusted himself
Right here and say:
So they were warts
And I saw you
Without tablets and without grass
Fell off at once
And sing deaf and dumbered
As in the voting theater
And bald women dense
Mark Volos
I watch myself with interest
And the old woman - my God
Informaney demon
Spin turns his head
After this transmission
After a while I see here
My Elena means
Challenges stomach
Well, you are her mother in the liver
I have any soul made
And in the end, here is a boy
My grandmother godly
Old men fellow villagers
All come congratulated
Tell me - what are you Vanya
Well, ask to show
Just well I'll show them
So it's not nu
What interests them
I left in war.
So Comrade Kashpirovsky
It is necessary to disassemble
I will say in Starikovski
And do not try to vil
Born my Elena
Not accidentally and not suddenly
Without clearing-house member
This is a matter of your hands.
I do not need someone else's ......
Let Covo do not give me
I am with the old woman
Interlocked anyway
Let the manatures take away
Picks and diet
Let him give birth
This thing is not mine.
TV is left
I looked him twisted
And now it seemed again
He smashed the family
Well, after tv
I said only - ah
Than it was not good
Bowed in the pants
I cried in Starikovski
And my hand was shaking
Dear my Kashpirovsky
You forgive fool
I'm a swirl in a circle
And newspaper notified
Looking for grandfather girlfriend
No younger than twenty