Текст песни Azy - Не ешь грибы

I never returned home
Constantly mushrooms were fond of fuzzy
But now I do not know how to get rid of it,
From this habit, I hope there are some methods

No, not you. Will not help with lullaby
Sweep, and with hot tea and rolls
Never, never do in the summer and
And in the fall, in winter, in the spring, it does not matter - dressed or spread

These mushrooms - evil
With them forget your patronymic
Old neighbor now walks worst owls,
He likes my 5 tracks, he wants a hundred!

Flying into the forest to show who here is a beast
Demon who in these places father
Here the old cross on the grave is all
Overgrown with grass just fucked
Pumpkins do not grow them all banned
Worms instead of BP treated
Moles found themselves alibi,
when the bums burned down in solarium