Текст песни Михаил Башаков - Молоко

We were shooting far
We got into "Milk"
Our locomotive has cooled down - they did not make it to the station.
Our business is a pipe
Remains walking
And on the way it suddenly fell. And they have dancing in the club.

Hello boogie woogie, hello rhythm blues
I will take on the "minus" and "plus".
I'm shaking again
Carries you again.

My neck is in a noose
We dance in the "Cauldron"
And it seems that it will not be possible to get away from here.
And the fire is getting hotter
And some kind of stench
And no one knows - how much more to suffer?

Hello speed jungle, hello drum and bass.
In front of me is your face.
And if he doesn't lie -
Then we have been rushing for a long time!

Hello jive and beats, hello acid jazz.
Today, here and now.
Where are we tomorrow? - ask.
Or maybe in JFC.

This is such a park
At the doors of the "Zoo"
You and I will enter, but not among the visitors.
We didn't shoot well
So choose your cage.
We judge today, and judge the winners.

Hello rap and disco, hello trip-hop
And what's on my forehead, what's ...
Hello samba, rumba, hello cha-cha-cha.
Do not judge in a rush ...
Will correct life if I lie
But we got into the game.