Текст песни Сатана Печёт Блины - Мама

I'm a bad mother company
C E
I got into trouble a hard
Am F
Do not help me the Dalai Lama
C E
Do not help me Khodorkovsky
Am F
The Red Cross does not help too
C E
And pectoral cross I do not need
Am F
Only you, Mother, help me
C E
Only you numb the soul

Only you it can, mom
I could not, did not succeed, and has had it
I'm at the bottom of the deepest pit
Under the eyeballs stuffed with coke
Crowded viscous smoke
Foolishness, trademarks, powders
Only you give me a hand, you mam
Only you will not throw a stone

I ebashu crack ladle
Already I put on the black vein
Do not worry, so eat a little
Last month, I eat dumplings
Only it does not matter, because I
Eat do not eat, it is still on the brink
Only you can fix it
So I need to tell all my mother

I so need to dial your number
Firmly firmly driven into the memory,
Otherwise, fucking, game over
Burn down into the void ostvait
In your own heart, anxiety
Most honest, the most vulnerable
But again, in my remarks, lie, mothers
All right, I'm happy, yes mam