Текст песни Медвежий Угол - Барыня

Mug I did not come out and the growth of small
Wings straw roof bast soup slurped
Not seen Paris cabaret sang
Sweeter than turnips spawn Nitsche not eaten

But as the glass of prigublyu
Fear as a love song to sing

Seen again entertainers and can not remember who
It seems there is something and everything seems not
Moving around uneasily on stage microphone chew.
On the women cheerfully singing spree

Once led into the woods milenok
Not a man but a pure demon

Video in the gras can not look
Better to take the guitar to sing pesnyaka
Hipsters teach a little lesson
Folded over heavy rustic rock

Ruble hay for two at WHO
Half for transportation

I do not read books do not go to the movies
I want to become an artist Tale ago.
I do not want to mow and I can not plow
Would know only sang but something we must eat

If someone would pay me
I would day and night screaming