Текст песни Лариса Бочарова - Рок-н-ролл семейного скандала

Bright red moisture
Filled with eyes.
To battle the flag-raising,
And we are both over.
Menacing clouds converge,
In the sky anger and gloom,
Things could be better,
But now all is well.

I'm tired of feeling sorry for you,
I'm tired to creep among the mines,
I'm tired of watching you
The melodrama of three to seven.
You play so bad,
That does not give nor sup, nor for tea ...
Goodbye! Goodbye.

funerary rumba
Otplyasal service,
The cat hid under the cabinet
And something gnawed.
But we are people, not animals:
We can not break up the silent.
Somewhere a door slammed,
And the witnesses will be the whole house.

I'm tired of you forgive,
Pretending to be a log in the corner,
I'm tired of you interfere
Progressively soap loop.
Before the mantle of honor
I'm tired of walking, not breathing.
Goodbye! Goodbye.

All words and objects
Already cast,
And crawling on the buffet
Stabbing.
From the edge or nose
Inevitably there will be blood,
Rusty questions:
It can be seen, this is love.

But even silk dress
Do not close up the leak in the ship,
My designer embrace
He stuck at the junction of the knee.
We fly over the summer,
We landed in a bowl of borscht ...
Goodbye! Goodbye!