Текст песни Дух волны - Электрик

I did some sort of fucking rocker
With tousled head against
I am a man coming home from work
Ball grandmother home

I am an electrical discharge of the sixth
I have a blue diploma
I am all day with the socket ebalsya
And the walls hollowed hammer

Stripped ends
Inserted into the desired terminal
And small errors
Bring a big problem

The main thing is not to confuse the wires.

Wire the nerves homes
This conductor wires and veins
An electrical current runs like blood
Reviving the dead wall.

I do not zadrochenny poet's life
Crying over the fate
I then earned his bread
Hands and head

Dolby concrete nails
And moves the pistons
No one of us will not feed
No one will not save us.