Текст песни Караоке Бутырка - По этапу

On stage, with a sentence in his hands
Between stations, throwing the news in the post office
Stop in my life on earth
Where there is no life, no amenities and chaos
No amenities and chaos

The body is here, but the soul is far
I spit in a half-drunk convoy
Body here for reporting to cops
And the soul, where the mother gave birth
(2 times)

Shakes us, the whole shabby wagon
Cell in a cell, overlapped oxygen
And salty, fed fish for lunch
The crane is closed and there is simply no water
And there is simply no water here

Chorus 2 times

Losing