Текст песни CallActive - Собаки

Your mom will go to the sanatorium for a week,
Hat is open from night to morning,
It is time of hooking stories:
Our policy Flat and substance!
Doors on the debt to turn off the phone,
Nothing to lose, get the gandons,
Turn on the smartest, botany in the attack,
We fucked under Tina Kandelaki

I can not shave my face at all
I can save the day and night,
I can tell your friends shit
And scratch eggs in your mom.
But there is one garbage that he grows me
You fuck me the brain if you don't fuck you.
I'll get off you and get to the pedal
We fucked on the piano

Babushkin Servan dust covered,
Garbage mountain, unwilling dishes,
Who would not go, would be surprised:
The wind walks there and hence.
Mom will come and will not know at home,
The cat is not moving - she has a coma.
And only in the dark two sinks flashed:
We fucked like dogs.