Текст песни НОМ - Жирные пальцы

Boy frowning face slender ovaltsem,
Anxious glances in the corner zatayas,
But looped ears and greasy fingers
Unnoticed entered into a criminal relationship too.

Pure boy dreams - for MIG shturvaltsem
He pierces the sixth space Okey,
Meanwhile vermeni nasty greasy fingers
For first-graders monetkami climb into his pocket.

The boy dreaming of how the general's uniform
She gave him an old gray-haired aide,
But all the same curves and greasy fingers
Tempting vodka is poured into a glass.

He dreamed, as if in an opera Salz
He dressed as Mephisto perfect as God,
But again, greasy fingers gnarled
Carried off the stage, rumbling under their feet.

Poor boy, you are no longer a boy - man,
Abnormally brutal, mentally ill.
Your full body covered bristles
Where is it picks under a full moon?

Galvanized eyes covered with lard,
Kosobochatsya lips lasciviously zmeyas,
And whatever you touch his greasy fingers -
All at once appeal to the filthy mud.

His greasy fingers ...