Текст песни Телевизор - Истерика свиноматок

Tantrum sows
(M.Borzykin)

We spoke, you did not believe.
We spoke, you did not believe.
We spoke, you did not believe.
We spoke, you did not see ...

And so began, gentlemen, get:
Silent doomed teacher.
Runs cold in the eyes of yesterday's "god"
Fear and anxiety, fear and anxiety ...

They will say, you believe
There will be hundreds of blame Americas
Hundreds of foreign and domestic "goods" -
New myths to old illusions!

New cars, city bolshie-
Spit dust, screaming, false.
To you blind so that you are deaf,
To all of you were pohren .....

On the way from Glupov Zhlobin train stood, as it should be !!!

Exactly I sit on the point of no return
In anticipation of the agony of "big brother"
The path to salvation is simple and sladok-
Tantrum sows !!!

Tantrum sows source impending storm.
They did not want to believe, we do not want ponimat-
Now the hard way ...
Experience in their own skin!
Tantrum sows ...
Now, in their own skin! ...