Текст песни ЛИБО в Ялте - Внутренний возраст

Garbage phenomenon is not fully understood
To that day bi -bip my brains
How often am I exhausted her
Though obscenities swear, though screamo scream

I enrage the latest fashion trends
Slightly indecent thoughts in the brain
Wage arrears , the vagaries of weather
And traffic jams on Fridays on the bridge
Sms & quot; where are you ??? & quot ;, when I was in the toilet
And, of course , calls at 5 o'clock in the morning
Problems of any minority in the world
I do it against the grain

Chorus:
Yes, I am impulsive and often ridiculous
I swear by Kaifu and look for trouble
But the objections of my answer ready
My heart is a battlefield , I always 17 years

This genocide against the nervous system
Lead to contamination of karma and chakras
But fortunately there are fun theme
At least once a year , but I'm glad the

I was pleased with half a liter of dark beer
Although light in principle also offset
What I was not born a blonde tupoyu
On the fourth the size of the brain does not
More wake up closer to dinner
And go to sleep closer to the morning
Enjoy the lack of a sense of proportion
I do it against the grain

Chorus:
Yes, I often childish and ridiculous
I swear by Kaifu and look for trouble
But the objections of my answer ready
My heart is a battlefield , I always 17 years

When someone outside sneezes
Going at it on @ la
And me , you bastard , does not notice
Bird of happiness for tomorrow

When torn string guitar
And the anger boils and freezes computer
Dumplings escape , cork burn
Machine signals, and the stars shine
Friends recall and send sms
I stomps not childish
My reasons Veski
I 'm being secular
Smile debility and schuryus the sun
I like the Japanese, Chinese, Mongols
Although not stated, but life is cool
On the whole one hundred percent
And if so - it moves forward
And my train Ulyanovsk Jamaica slowly gained momentum