Текст песни Кароч2 - Сюрреалистический джаз - Гашиш в сметане

I took heroin
And propёrlo me now
and in fact I was home alone
I still live an hour

And now I'm under a mushroom
which carries a hand bracelet
and flying home in the sky
and buys himself a ticket

Where the sand chews ring
And the smoke Stream Down
near melted face
it does not even surprise

And here floats owl
between the kettle and the bottom
and where to eat resin
that right strongly weeping dwarf

but the raw vodka with mustard
and hashish in sour cream
beer byot bird
scaring Roma

still raw vodka with mustard
and hashish in sour cream
I fry girl
and I live in deception