Текст песни Тупые - Мама, зачем ты меня родила

Mom Mom Mom why you gave birth to me
Such mediocre
Hey mom mom mom mom why why you gave birth to me
Such a fool
Hey mom mom mom mom why why you gave birth to me
This moronic

Hey, Mom, I dreamed in silver and gold dress
Dreamed to sing in the opera now I'm singing in the garbage
I was cynical dad, he passed my mom in a madhouse
And now I am engaged in a cynical Frank Zappa difficulty
I sing his songs in a dump of a beautiful love and light
And I remember the place on the bed durdomovskoy
But to me, you do not call
I keep traffic!
I'm a complete idiot in the 33 but it's still the children's age
Look
And you see: to become like you are never late
I am a bastard because I love people!
I'm angry because I want all good!
I'm a fool because I'm smarter than all!

Ohh mom mom mom why on on on on on
Mom Mom Mom why you gave birth to me
This bohemian
Hey mom mom mom mom why why you gave birth to me
Such English
Hey mom mom mom mom why why you gave birth to me
Such different
Hey mom mom mom mom why why you gave birth to me
Such conventional

But if there is no happiness? If not? If it does not exist? If not? If there is no happiness? If not
So let me rather be dead!

Mom Mom Mom let him walk
Mom Mom Mom let walk
Mom Mom Mom let walk
Mom Mom Mom let walk-poking!

Mama I'm all torn I want in a restaurant
Mama I'm all torn I want in a restaurant
Mama I'm all torn I want in a restaurant

Mom let the restaurant
Oh mom, I ragged!