Текст песни Полевой грип a.k.a. Плаксивый кулак - Маршрутное такси с ванильной вонючкой

i just want to be sure
that I won't sit in someone's drop of urine
as if I'm driving an empty minibus with a carrier,
carrying bricks under the seat
discharged from the construction site next to the bus stop
we are driving together along the snowy street
and spin in a circle Misha Kruga
every day he sees faces
but he only remembers how he argued with a woman
the police will stop us, forgive for the last trifle
with them our driver in a former brawler
we talked about friendship and love
he said fuck a woman - run
then he put on songs by Tsoi and Vysotsky
the ceilings in the minibus are high - I'll stand
I remember once I fell asleep and drove five hundred arshins
in the power of attorney to the driver at the exit, I will give him fifty dollars
and the rest of the Don tobacco products
he will say goodbye to me and I will say goodbye to this day,
dying out on a bench, a homeless man Vovanchik fell asleep
livanul snow and leaves last rot
in them I saw the days when we were with you
I also suffer from nezophilia
nibbled a ferul on the bottom of a furuncle
keeps you awake
so I get up and walk on
and in my head rats attacked me
and there was a knight who chopped their tails across
I observed the traces of the menstra in the padik
and finally fell asleep on the side of the cot in a single room
taking glytsin and a bottle of naphthyzin
and in a dream the arrival of his appearance
divine creation:
gazelle, chanson and light from the snow
but I would like everyone to escape
and less chiri on the ass
and what would everyone fucking know
who is a minibus driver
Lyudka had potions in the back room
for sad morons
I somehow forgot what color the bus was
but do I remember how many times I was in good shape?
everyone wants to grab bonuses without babos
and there are no questions for rhetorical presentation
and how many times did snowballs fly in our faces?
no one remembers childhood, but it was so much fun
a melody that touches a deaf heart is pouring on the radio