Текст песни MoSHkin - Теплая вольготная ненависть

Words by Valery Mashkarin
Music by Igor Moshkin

Warm, freaking hate

You're destined to be a loser
And your voice is so plain
And even you are the "consonance" of forces
He covered the poor Grishan
Oh ... e ....

/ sax /

And he, unlike you
Found in myself a style of nobility
What distinguishes from ugliness
Your helpless strivings
Oh boy, I would have to try your best!
Uh ...

/ sax /

You stupid academician
Scream and create!
Only Moshkin - records, but again
You can only create a parody
ha .. ha .. ha ..

/ sax /

But from yourself - you're a complete zero
Remember the password on the VCR.
I'm sorry for you, flawed case
You can only quietly
Crawl to where from you
Oh...
Waiting for clear rumors
After all, you can’t even really
Explain everything and make it clear
Why the mother gave birth to you.
I'm sorry you neanderthal
In life, you are only ... evil sufferer

ha .. ha .. ha ..

I give it! Take it from me!
A piece of happiness and fire!
What can erase your life
And make happy even for a moment.
Yes, Igor! Of course stuck!

/ sax /
/ Gibson Guitar's /

You are your selfish little soul
As though petty scrotum
Can't imagine anything
And in this world you are "Nobody"
And call you no longer call
But you manifest as evil
Desiring to identify
Who doesn’t know the sleek
Oh ... e.
A...
Uh ... uh ...
A ... e ...
Uhhhhh ...

/ Gibson Guitar /

m ..... e ...

Meanwhile, you are just a shadow
Rotten, spoiling life.
But still a shadow, not a thought.
about ... e
/ Sax /

Oh ... e ..
Meanwhile, you are just a shadow
Rotten, spoiling life.
But still a shadow, and this is a thought.
But still a shadow, and this is a thought.
But still a shadow, and this is a thought.
This is a thought.

P.S.
Reborn Igor!
Throw the grudge and your failure!
Recognize that there are people higher and better

you!
And you will immediately become warmer and more comfortable

on this earth.