Текст песни Сергей Шнуров и Коха - Башка

Ay, e!
Kamon !!!
Ay, ie of baby!
Come on!
It is clear!

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ...
Come on, Koch! Yo! Man!

Raffle days of serious
Watch funny divorced
Dragged into the dark night
My soul funky girls
Those flying to vecherinu
In black and white limousines
The rules are ...
... Pawn queen

A and under the shine of its diamonds
It made fresh talent
Pick up tightly to the skin
A number of scams postrozhe
To quickly at the behest of singing under the plywood Dance
A love ...
And the tears ...

And his eyes ...
Yo baby! Kamon !!!

I'll say this guys
Rock and roll is alive, he always
Though full-cabbage mowing
Unlimited pop
All these bitches trampled
And they have the format, and hit
Just normal people ...

Their songs are not worth ...
Generally it is not necessary!

Give me Klyushev fabric white
Uncover my old fender
Dame chord that even Hendrix
Probably envy
Again in the style of rhythm and blues
Performed dance shoes
Until morning ...
Not casual ...
Give me airs
Without cars and apartments
No snickering to dope
Remnants of pop culture
Instead, inspirational artwork
What is sitting in bohemian bed
Without borders ...
Be-be-here these here without their faces !!!

I'll say this guys
Rock and roll is alive, he always
Though full-cabbage mowing
Unlimited pop
All these bitches trampled
And they have the format, and hit
Just normal people ...

Their songs are not worth ...
Normal is what we !!!!
Dude! Come on!

... Let's talk!

I'll say this guys
Rock and roll is alive, he always
Though full-cabbage mowing
Unlimited pop
All these bitches trampled
And they have the format, and hit
Just normal people ...
Their songs are not worth ...
Generally it is not necessary!