Текст песни Проект Увечье - Дактилоскопия

while you rolled on vespe and spoiled the youngsters
local, he sang a couple of verses to the guitar
flattering, fired eyes as if in a shooting gallery with pistols,
no good reason not to go on admonitions

but meanwhile, those fishing lines were taken somewhere far away
who presses the pedal in the shade behind the curtain
extinguishing all friction like talc - dazzling us with glitter
you feel like an alt - how deeply you do not condole

words are more tender than Viennese wafers - hardly orders
while a politician poisons fables - we are poisoned by gas
you are not happy with the holiday - miasma of leprosy
Cannes shows - a box on a lie has long taken an azimuth

Yes, it’s not Asia - it’s time to scum a broom
it's hard to endure - it's all not being a plant
and maybe it makes no sense in these poems a bit
where from excitement - confused words and stress

in minutes there will be instants
will probably take the calculations of a mad genius
and we will not agree with the imposed opinion from above
because the homeland is a place for us and not a place of estate

slow down the heartbeat - death or lips
the path runs through thorns - screams of a half a half
but the eyes of the hungry will not be distracted by vodka and clubs
and what will the words of a suitable magnifier move you to

the poet does not treat stupidly, the project is mutilation
switched - the green light is like a bottle of tuborg
and all shit we believe will definitely return to them in the cube
because there is something that no one will ever sell or buy

this is a mutilation project - fingerprinting
prints of those who have not accumulated success among the masses
and our second EP - about the collapse of the next utopia
we expect peak success - bitches have not drowned us yet