Текст песни Тбили Тёплый - Я слишком высоко себя ценю, чтоб лечь на бревна

I wake up to the moonlight sonata at noon
So it turns out that I wake up with Mozart
I go out into the city in the history of Stalin
Knit laces as pasta Gianfranco Vissani

And do not pretend to rain
And fuck, if you then meet on clothes
And remembering how in three Nastya atone
And fuck, if you do not then fuck the mind

She wanted the photo to a new iPhone
But she deserved, though, and served as the mouth
And layknuv this photo Nastia in social networks
Recall how many she had to go

And her boyfriend kisses her nesovsem
When you kiss her, he kisses your cock
And when the question: & quot; Why one? & Quot ;, - answer modestly
I appreciate myself too high to lie on logs

She was a vampire, if you like to taste
I do not Ukupnik, but it will never marry
Morning March snow podrastayal
While teens are growing up

Think about it, who would prefer your nipple
Beggar Prince? Rich monster?
But without a soul, and did not understand, Vasya
You're just a piece of meat dressed.