Текст песни МiзантропЪ - Рабочий день

That morning, re-time,
With brains goodbye again.
I walk through the puddles, I do not laziness,
And you want to get drunk.
Hey, passer-by, look around.
Look, what a bastard.
Unclean, unshaven and Neum.
I've lost my mind.

chorus:

All the same people and houses,
Apartments, street entrances.
Here only want to puke.
And no hope
Go live of these walls,
Of the stone doorways,
When surrounded by a lot of problems
And pizdanutyh dolbaёbov.

To save for old age, so as not to die
When we were thrown in a landfill.
I'd rather buy vodka Battle,
And more beer.
I'll have to be good,
And will fuck at work
At the deputies and cops,
Bykov, wages and care.

Chorus.