Текст песни остановка конечная - бродяги дхармы

While everyone is discussing, as purulent, Oxymiron
I will give all these rhymes with your verlibroid
As before, the vertex cassette Kinchev on a pencil
Rewinding on chorus about the fact that from the moon shores to the ice kolyma
All rhymed poetry gives children to the harmonica
From TV transmission on Sundays before the "Disney Club"
Greeks did not write hexameters and peona
Who would read about Odyssey
If he was rhymed with gonorads

While network poets toured from Odessa to Chifara
Outing yellowed bitter cucumbers lyrics
In bottles from under "Coca Cola"
With such a kind, as if you are creating something new
I write my adult fairy tale wanderings
For children of younger school age
There Bear Roby got into a wonderful country under the bed
And learns to live in a new world
Forget even your own name
In the world with magic and glass eyes

This is not a letter to publishers, I do not need to publish at least a line
For this matter, you can't get the five-thousandth
Literature does not bring income that you can do
No more absurd classes than writing
And do not care in eternity
This is a bad example for adults
Watching fairy tales for children of younger school age

While some kind of grinding writes fairy tales for children of younger school age
Children of younger school age actively interfere with alcohol with pharmacy
Crush dirt from the legs and rape each other forks of white cabbage
So Virgin to that new normal world
And while the child has not reached an eight-year-old age
And did not start to hang up the teachers and parents
Grisha planted him in its infancy in a hot bath

And went to the far supermarket for products
Or even, let's say, for an inexpensive brand of strong alcohol
Several bottles for subsequent excuse
When will take a child thrown out of the window
They say, was insane and the tragedy could not help anything
Instead of music, one solid cloud rap came
The Place of Literature occupied Shantarama
Cinema Replaced TV series and sob
I could still survive bloggers, but who are such Vloggers
These are bloggers with vagina, no less

Lord, make this life
Similar to the Plive Public Sorter
Never happened again
And served as a campaign poster
On a spinning wheel of Sansary