Текст песни Каспийский груз - уже час

[Ves]
I stand, waiting for thoughts
Shot shot
Shit, almost in the middle of the week, on Wednesday
And Nahuas me this heavy metal?

Strong stung in the chest
And the whole point of life - is not the essence
And not enough friend to stick his head
And he gave me the last heavy smoke

And I'll show on the beach was not yet and not sunburned
And then, as luck would have it myself, my body into the shadows
His wife persuaded to see something about vampires
Oh, darling, I'm glad that did not finish

Well I do not like the rose, so to fall
I fell, seen exactly as fall suit
And I have one foot in heaven there
Anar, roll lip, did not open his fucking mouth of

The clock for an hour
So, wait for an hour
Died Wednesday, a bad memory for numbers
I lie, I wait, I ponder

[Gross]
Musorskogo bulls Couple I searched
They were looking for something out of the grass, of steel something
His secret materials leafed
As Mulder and Scully

I was light at this time
In me a pair of strong hands, a pair of sleepy eyes
Dressed as a gym teacher in the form of Adidas
In the face of fear on his face sunglass

The clock for an hour
So, I wait for an hour
All tired, another five minutes and
Gross will be mulberries

In my mind full of bits tatuha
And for a bit full of bass
And if this track bratuha, the type of shit
That this shit shakes you now

I'm not delirious, but I'm somewhere delirium
Actually, I'm weird vremyaprovodun
Stuck on the film & quot; Mummy & quot; in the New Year's Eve
Yatumi yatumi fakushka An-Aksunamun

[Ves]
The clock for an hour

[Jahmal]
A clock for an hour

[Gross]
The clock for an hour

[Vibe]
Here now, now!

At five minutes to nine I was in the yard
Under a tree on a bench waiting for, looking for bears in the sky
What he does not go? What is he doing in there for so long?
In fact, he pulls sow distrust?

Already people were taken to the school children,
But little fairies, and evildoers school
I'm not sick, just a head cold and cloudy day
And a blizzard sweeps week. Shit, I do not believe

This type, it is cloudy, bitch, terribly gloomy
Type: long way to go, I catch a ride
Just, just really want to * ahem-ahem *
Maybe he was confused, and sat not in the minibus?

A clock for an hour
Here now, now!
Yes, on the watch for an hour
Here now, now!

[Jahmal]
And snow fills the streets. Where is it?
Zaebis we huddled into eight
Questions, questions promёrzli crosses
Nose cold air, looked at the stars, it's too late

I'd lit a cigarette, but I gave up,
Bitch dropped. Maybe he sat on the subway?
And I thought tempered today,
But I wander around the yard in the cold, for twelve

Wow! A blizzard still chalk and chalk,
And his hand Mobil and did not take
stopped case
On this donkey did not suffice evil

I would have scored, so I was worried
The further fate of my capital
A person does not answer, and blah blah blah
Today someone left without ebla, hike

But that was only the beginning,
An hour later, it stopped completely MOBILE
No dude, no bubble, no product
Well what can I say? Suchara!

A clock for an hour
* Well, now, now! *
And in the past two hours
* Food-meal, I in traffic, dude *

And the clock for three
* I'll call you back, I can not talk right now *
And so on for five hours
* You count up, yesterday I accidentally went to bed *

Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah

[Ingushit]
Hello - no hello, no SMS MMS
With these layouts you will enter the batch (get it?)
Shifranulsya from me and my family
To tell you hello THC and cargo Caspian (get it?)

Call, decent people warn
All ahead, everyone is happy, meals can
I forgive you, but only this time

Jahmal: A clock for an hour
Ves: The clock for an hour
Jahmal: Already hour
Gross: The clock for an hour
Wiebe: The clock for an hour