Текст песни эхопрокуренныхподъездов - секунды

Timers are uninteresting and unprofitable,
local worlds where they are the three whales.
there is on cable at the tatami live hentai,
the power of public morals us.
and all the dreams of the fence firmly nails
like the eyes to liquid crystals we pussy and pussy.
the stars do not crawl on Soviet tractors,
We are as far from them as girls with journalism on the facts.
and they pour staccato rolls on racks.
we are happy to fuck. and without it we are glad.
what we have been waiting for years, ever near,
but now we are without it glad.
radioregulyatory reproductive us
wash us, film Groundhog Day.
sitting on a sofa with his hands in the semi,
We look, eat, excited.
In the meantime

All quiet in the second lead nowhere,
and we have winter, twelve months a year.
We wait until the sky will take another redoubt
because we've just buried him dream.

But she was still screaming and lunging out
Who is to blame, that the ventilation plant is loaded.
like bulls in a puddle like a formal dinner
Sincerely paper hoarse.
but still it is working around the clock for visitors
though patience boils wicks.
but he is also open to the ideas of the fundamental
and edit the structures of the filaments.
so whiners, let's at least draw out
himself from the cage of intracranial Saito
of spam, so polygamous,
while we do not stone fell to the bottom of the ocean programs.
Durden and his theory of the characters, or blood from the legs.
put priorities on a par.
unbreakable spirit civilization you break.
First was the word, and that it is not, profit.

All quiet in the second lead nowhere,
and we have winter, twelve months a year.
We wait until the sky will take another redoubt
because we've just buried him dream.