Текст песни Анна Плетнева - Кризис

Music: Anton Koh
Text: Anton Koh

Honesty not rolling
Soon everything is not enough
The most pleasant virus in the world
Already under the skin haa

Soon destroyed a lag
The most luxurious virus in the world
Do you think the gods will help us?
But they also have a crisis

A crisis!
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
All suited

Above pull-pull hands
Sky hands you prizes
To each pair of separation
But not everyone in love

Manit cheapness
The most gorgeous virus in the world
Worth thirteen thousand lives
Each little man
Judging by time for noon
But does not give to wake up the virus
Morning for a long time is no longer in fashion
And not our crisis

A crisis!
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
All suited
A crisis!
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
Everyone was screwed up, the system does not work
All suited

Above pull-pull hands
Sky hands you prizes
To each pair of separation
But not everyone in love

Above pull-pull hands
Sky hands you prizes
To each pair of separation
But not everyone in love