Текст песни Алексей Никонов - Я зашёл к этим торчкам

I went to these junkies,
Just nothing better to do
And as if hit in a trap
Drugs, whores and money.
Three and a half days
We are with them booze, sticking out;
All the things in front of me
Screaming.
What is happening was like a thriller
With habitually bad installation -
Guys notch, and the girls were howling,
As if they are cut with a knife.
One of them, with a view of Liv Taylor
He poses as a star,
But I told her, one bounce, did not believe,
Rastsenivaya like pussy.
I threw it in a cigarette,
And he went on to the balcony.
Blue Baltic breeze
Accompanying this dream.
She ran after me,
I climbed into my jeans insolently.
I said to her - go home -
A simpler - you went on the dick!
Then she jumped down -
The game turned out to be dirty,
And the sun, catching a cornice,
Hung bloody blot.