Текст песни Ботаника - Потомственный алкоголик

Finger paint on the window toe
I hereditary alcoholic
Bird jumping from branch to branch
And I Fiscal neighbor
An orphan living with his father growth
Mom told me that I did not grow up
If I pick up cigarette butts
If I hobnob with Yuri
With Yuri and ginger from our yard
He has enormous eyes red in the morning
He lit the fire of the soul
He does not know what he is doing
Such gets up pieces
Of which are shaking hands
Not curbed and lax
It do not watch women
And I can not look without the pain
I hereditary alcoholic
But I got tired of living as before
So give me a ray of hope
And they say I look like her father
And gait and erysipelas
I like but do not need to worry
After all, I'm my father's son
Under my window puddles foam
Can still something will change
Lost myself in yesterday
And today I found myself at the bottom of
Ask pass by
I beg do not spit in the back
I've already abandoned all
My mind until the end of overturned

Finger paint on the window toe
I hereditary alcoholic.