Текст песни Манифест - Розовые Очки

Until now, before the eyes of the guy from the telly
with bitten hands and his mother with hysteria
again broke away from the shore fishermen
wife cut her husband did not believe him
Why I scored again head itself this nonsense
a bribe in an envelope labeled with money
I go past the dump, Stand straight ahead
I'm afraid to hear the baby crying in the stinking garbage
someone left a package with apprehension pass by
eyes see off inkasatorskuyu machine
Now my brain is biggest hit program PE
with forged lava drug pack
and if NTV known all my problems
pushing me ideas to do business, make money
Che is now turf bag and ran for coal
what I'm thinking, Yeah the time of trouble

such a cool country in the rose-colored glasses
pink thoughts inside fools and fool
pink feelings are killed in the snowy pupils
squeeze the remnants of conscience in miserable kulochkah

such a cool country in the rose-colored glasses
pink thoughts inside fools and fool
pink feelings are killed in the snowy pupils
squeeze the remnants of conscience in miserable kulochkah

This is really cool, just a little sad,
that the Ministry of Culture considered porn for art
someone with a hangover prevented narrow trousers
and suddenly it came to be called intolerant Russian
among dummies fool not be sinful
the simple truth, but somehow it's not funny
we are drowning in banality citing fatigue
under the hood hide grimassy pity
radio blagoyut albums of stars
and dearer to me listen to a barking dog at night
birch tears will not suffice to save the country
that confused the enemy and pulls us to the bottom
odgu only truth I still saw
If God is one, he is not sitting Affairs
bed rest was enough for the furnace
it's time to get out of the scoop, it's time to learn and teach
colors on the tricolor red, white, blue
over our homes as beautiful sky
I live among the people and remain under the previous opinion
with hope in your heart in our generation

such a cool country in the rose-colored glasses
pink thoughts inside fools and fool
pink feelings are killed in the snowy pupils
squeeze the remnants of conscience in miserable kulochkah

such a cool country in the rose-colored glasses
pink thoughts inside fools and fool
pink feelings are killed in the snowy pupils
squeeze the remnants of conscience in miserable kulochkah