Текст песни Кооператив Ништяк - Май

Like a stumpy grandfather, a fly agaric
The device is in the hands, the alien mind in glasses
A nightmare creaking, the corridor will burst
And a nut will grow under the right eye

Lilac will bloom under the left eye
Claws will heal from frost cracks
Why did you drag, old stump,
Who needs your otherworldly mind here?

Who Needs Scraps of Ancient Books?
Who needs bits of strange knowledge?
Throat diamonds turn to scream
And the beak will snap, curled up into a ram's horn.

I'm a gray dwarf - stupid and lame
Dinars are not in shy pockets.
The rain blunts the gray bald head
I did not become Hitler, Agrippa or Brahma.

I will be a skull rolling in the darkness -
Kick me, sobering passerby.
Blood coagulates in diluted wine
And the tarantulas will crawl over the skin.

I'll be the demon screaming at the sunrise
From the abyss of a horse hangover
I am Beelzebub, I am a wise old devil
I'll throw the world into the stinking gloom of fun

Olives squeak into death teeth hitting
Rows of graves - choose any
Like a Mountain, changing your eye
May is coming with a giant crab.