Текст песни CLEVER CLOVER - Sunday

We are in the dark basement
We are so comfortable in the dark basement
Footprints in the sky, circles on an oval
Dull scissors cut faces in a magazine
We do not have money
No one around has money
Yesterday Saturday, tomorrow Monday
Put on charging and an alarm clock. Turn off the telly.

I do not need to leave
I do not need to come back
No need to humiliate
And no need to humiliate yourself
I will not argue
I will not lean
I want to watch
But I have to wake up

Coffee and bus
91 bus
The driver looks into the electronic globe
He torn his eyes and looks into an electronic globe
And you're in the dark basement
You are still sleeping in our large basement
Cats in the legs. Pillows on the sofa
Footprints in the sky. Footprints on the bedspread