Текст песни Кирилл Леханов - Городские уроды

Fashion goes out of fashion ,
I lose my temper .
We are urban monsters .
We - it's someone I do.

ironed shirt
We tucked in his pants .
What we elephants , the insects ,
That someone's wildest dreams.

Whether lovers were ,
Were the fans.
On the white window sill
We made ​​love.

we ate with spoons ,
They drank from the bottle there .
They called crumbs
We are young blood .

Sneakers in the washing machine ,
Tie tied you .
I would not have brought the spring .
Close to the height .

All soft drinks, sandwiches .
2 : 2 - draw today.
We are urban monsters .
We - it's someone I do.