Текст песни Убитый боб - Стишок от боба

Poem by bean
You do not know the state of coma
I was walking up to the house but do not have the iPhone
For something on the region do not wish Plohova
Shirky on the ground I kicked
A grandmother think hands
Punching punch to the liver
Forget about the gift of speech
Do not forget to say at the meeting
The live and breathe forever
Che is a text that I wrote
While the buzz dwelt in me
And on cue stood povtorke
And the smoke drove in circles here
Checks on nychka insert
A Shtaket in the teeth leave =
At the entrance of the phage
fortugan open
From him quickly run out
Places where I forget visited
Then I go where I do not know
Fucking how much killed
Campaign not sickly sortan
I fuck me in the trash
Scream all salam
Aaa duck Afghan