Текст песни Центральный Гастроном - Зелёные огурчики

Green cucumbers

Green cucumbers jump on the table
I drank a glass of vodka, can not catch them
In the terrible hunchback figure looms
Grow hair to the navel, hanging nature
He forced a glass eye, the hand curled into a whip
Can I have a bottle to drink, I can not catch
A vile herring absolutely insolent
Break the bank inside canning anthem singing

Chorus: I can not live without wine
I have a sick soul
What we were treated, if banned
Would still have survived, we would have bought lotion

Around the nation reeling and beard to toe
The dish finger poked, strive to offend
The aliens are all green and it is no accident
All gowns are white, star in the forehead burns
Grabs me by the arm and dragged straight to heaven
Goodbye my bottle, but I'll be back - Bonsai!

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