Текст песни Федул Жадный - Овощ

Autumn yellow leaves gone to ,
They fly in the wind in a mad race.
And I know for a fact that did not wash for a long time ,
I will go to the nearest column.

I - like rumpled vegetable
In paws hangover monsters.
And who wants me to swallow ,
Will hiccup and choking .
No one ever
As I will not be able to fall in love .

Argue trees who are cold ,
And argue their second crow.
And to me, that clean pants and shoes
Find a piece of foam to .

Sticking out of the bushes along the road debris
Without leaves stick out like a bone.
And I think, to whom to go
Today in Wedding Crashers