Текст песни Вячеслав Белов - Карлсон

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He lives on the roof in his house,
He watches over us and knows about everything,
She loves her dashing life
And on top of passers-by throws everything in a row
Carlson !!!!

And at night he buzzes like a helicopter,
Jam steals into the apartment.
Nobody saw him, but everyone wants it soon,
What would they hide him away from people
Carlson !!!

But the most dangerous phenomenon for society is
When our Carlsonchik is stoned with jam,
It's like dope and hard to guess
Where does he want to fly stoned
Carlson !!!

It’s like the mafia is holding us in fear,
On the roof he is hiding from prying eyes
No one is friends with him, such is his destiny,
Therefore, it was created to rule the lawlessness.
One Two Three Four Carlson !!!