Текст песни Ноль - Сказка о колбасе

Tale of sausage
In our town opened
Shop & quot; & quot ;. cooperator
Hosh, planed sausage slices,
And he likes - Ruby her shovel.
The store comes to girls:
They like sausage -
This delicious and long -
Not a sausage, and just a fairy tale!
A sausage is not sorry -
Ten forty-stick.
Ten forty-stick -
A sausage is not sorry.
On our street erected
Digital reverb.
Sausage do not buy -
Now I am a sound engineer.
Store forgotten girl -
They do not need any more sausage,
They come to Uncle Theodore,
He read them fairy tales at night - & quot; & quot ;. Gingerbread
Ten forty-tale.
Ten forty-tale -
On the forehead climb eyes!
And our street digs
Large mine excavator.
He's big and CEO
As the Japanese emperor.
On excavator climb girls
Sparkle and shine eyes,
That is why instead of the scoop
It grows huge sausage!
A sausage is not sorry -
Ten forty-stick
Digging stick.
Ten forty-stick.