Текст песни Автоматические Удовлетворители - Тунеядец

I'm not a thief,
but on the other hand,
I have with things wrong.
A year has passed,
I did not go to the Bureau,
in employment there lining.
Though I cry and grieve -
I still do not steal.
Although I eat not a lot -
still in the stomach is empty.
That friend went,
the factory has come
and took with her hands and feet.
I will not lie,
I get up at six o'clock,
You put me up ears.
He brings all the details,
all hid in their basement.
That came to him in the week
They sealed all the doors.
I long as I live, I do not go to the wine,
and shake Otchainov pedal.
But the question is - the life of the entire forecast
Thinking is not given as quickly as possible.
Call each gadets
my word parasite.
Though I am ashamed, I rarely,
- Fuck me on this label?