Текст песни пионерлагерь пыльная радуга - Грёбаный взрослый

Greeting adult
Ground, thick
Throw your bones at the table
Dull toasts
Sad guests
Space Truck

How much is it possible
Same
Again monkey one in the dark bites the language
Bitter and nauseous
Black cakes
So much impossible
But conquered fate, I'm a bake, I'm used to

Let's drink
Departure of Nashi
Life fog gray
Smeared past
Nevertheless good
Low deception with shop windows

How much is it possible
Same
Again monkey alone in the dark composes poems
With the world on complex
Drunk leather
Yurty summer, tight winter, neotworn bag

Ignited windows in homes
Blue Magnoy Neckosor did
I'm on your own funeral
Wildly died and botherlessly
And told everyone about himself
Everything is bad that they did not know before
And then danced on the table
And I was driven as a result

Curious toasts
Dead guests
Something your island (contour hest) bothered
Greeting adult
Broken, lean (born thick)
Throw your bones (sorted bones) under the table

How much is it possible
Same
Once again monkey in the dark with a microphone in tears
Bitter and nauseous
Black cakes
So much impossible
But conquered fate, I will not sink