Текст песни Кооператив Ништяк - Ожидание войны

What a happy time, tired faces of the week
Everyone is cleaned to hell, and I stay in Tyumen,
Soon the earth will crack, the end of the world will come,
It seems that it is a hangover - maybe a cold summer
Waiting for war.

Rod Stewart in the morning lost in his golden toilet,
His Korifan decided to stars in the iron carriage,
There were empty bottles, it remains raining and debts,
And in the future - the coffin of oak and screaming brains
Waiting for war.

Brain radiation fastens, the concentration of fear is growing.
Arabs in eastern fairy tales dream to try ice
After all, the earth will crack, the end of the world will come.
It is possible that it is a hangover - maybe a short summer
Waiting for war.