Текст песни Doctor Kotik - Я

Who again in wood,
In place of the head?
Strange words
Departing from his mouth.
Himself could not understand,
Who will lay it to sleep?
Again, bruises on his face,
Again, bags under the eyes ...
Who does not know the fucking action?
It's me.
 I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
This is who in a drunken stupor
I suck thick baba,
On her hands raised,
He stumbled and fell.
And then themselves vinyl,
With her head smashed against the corner
It is necessary to call an ambulance
And sew her head off.
Forgive me,
After all, in this my fault.
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
 I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
 But you are guilty alkota
Nenad was to solder the cat!
 Would not I have at all then blue whale!
 Zhiruhe Bosko would not have to sew
And the policeman would have had no need to explain
Why on level ground so hard to stand
Familiar all ridiculous calls to strain
What would they come up out of the bullpen as a disembarrass
You're all good, and Alcoholics alcoholics
Violators of silence - it's you.
You-You-You-You-You-You-You
Sami you all goats
All drink that burns
Canker sore again.
Blinder in my backyard, on the pavement, in the bushes and in the grass
In the tram, the metro and taxis
Lay pieces drunk
The head of my booze
And all this staff
The booze friends
Well, I
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I.