Текст песни Сергей Бабкин - Алкоголизм не шутка

We initially had two
The flocks pass binge
And then I was left alone
My friend the squirrel in the narco hit

I drink one now argue
What invented alcohol
The horizon widens and liver
And brings headache

Chorus:
Alcoholism - no joke
I want to get drunk creepy!
Alcoholism - no joke
Good morning duck under the bed

I climb like a rabbit on a boa
Right into his fiery maw
Above me I massacred
It is destined to the abyss?

Here it is - the top of pleasure
The long-awaited moment opohmelny
Ahead of carbon torment
All I dreamed about - that reached

Chorus.

I do not care about the day yesterday
It is in my opinion has already passed
Here I go reeling and on arable land
Month Orange ascended

All that will happen tomorrow - tomorrow
Houses still I did not expect
Thread from start to finish
And the Chamber will be taken to a Friend

Chorus.