Текст песни Курара - Пам па рам

Who is there?
-I'm here...
Inverted pockets
There is wool on the neck)))
Licked one song yesterday to shine ...?
-Useless !
How important cold is sometimes
seems so young
And already split into thousands of molecules
And nowhere to hide
Where are you

I am a Samoyed ....
Someone is pleased with himself!
But not me...
It's inconvenient even at times
Time after time
Cell by cell
And there is no me

I'm a meat eater
Pity animals sometimes
But you must
Need to move
Like the bastards
Fall morally
Pam pa ram!

To be or not to be-
Not a question, but a paradox
When the fox is in the nose
There is a bone in the palm
And not the season
And only the wind blows in your ears
Listen to me, listen ...
Yesterday was better with thoughts
Like pears
Sour, hard, not bitten
Cunning thoughts, vulgar sad
Empty inside .... ((
How empty ....

I am an egoist
Someone loves lying next to
And I hate dependence on intimacy
- "asta la vista, baby"
Fast, fast, fast ...

I'm a climber!
Climb onto the roof
Spit down
Beat sides on balconies.
Feet on the cornice ...
So God is visible!