Текст песни поздно - одеяло

lying under the covers, I came up with a new world
with the thought of how fucking it was, I hastened to retire to the toilet
on TV all the same programs - rising prices and raising pensions
and again under the covers, it's still more interesting there

dust on road boots represents freedom
to hate the city you need to love nature
you can play the system, and then break it
but you can write on the walls, just fuck your mother!

childhood plays in the ass, and alcohol in the head
each his own place, who got what
someone to diet, someone to play in transition
someone to fly on a rocket, someone to plow at a factory
someone to stand on the panel, someone to sit on the needle
someone for someone's ideas to be killed to be in the war