Текст песни Funny Fella - Смерть в кредит

Again I read Louis Ferdinand Céline
I cherish anger among the Bedouin gangs skin
Again wanderings sorry I have to leave you
But education promises to be a favorite flock

We seem sky with ovchinka
And the life that I have dragged on quality
I do not sleep richer, but is honest
My position does not give fruitful
That mold that people inside sitting in the back
But among them did not find their place I
What bride does not relationship with the world cracked
The position does not mean disastrous snare around his neck from heaven to me
But in a knot restriction - since childhood I
I hope this life is a test version
Masks - dummies infuriates your festival
And only having departed into the unknown
Hopefully, we'll meet with you in the blue
Leaving on the ground cross and pain

How did I get here?
I've thrown in the space in the past trying to
find a foothold
understand which path they are going,
You're unhappy than the other holding his nose to the wind,
But the stench here as fat in the body downpipes

Fragments extracted in soul-searching,
Showdown conflicts copulated
With squabbles shouting in abusive battles
In the spring we forgotten pissing companies

And in the summer coolness and apathy
The hunger strike, nutritious
Substance is not enough
These places inhabitants
I would close the aquarium
Where life vsyaya between bars
And my journey to the edge
And so gently to sleep tends
Where the snowy hills
Adorned with these parts of the windows world
And not bastards and slush
Biased I was rude to all in the face
Their holiness hundred censers
And that sowed inside? salt of the earth?
Loose dust and sand one

In the mail message arrived
In general, they need a job, I do not
This drill verdict
Proclaiming the death of a loan
I'm in your life style punk turned
Earned pancreatitis
Before sailing in these latitudes as the manatee
And latinok whiling away clack click divas in flames
But it became so negligent
Even the snow keeps the darkness locked
 
And, alas, laughter eliminate
From above, I suppose, a foregone conclusion
We turned into a sieve
What vitality?
Until dawn licks window
Stuffed flow picks up speed
My days were carrying into the abyss
And somewhere to the north
Stars scattered light
would drown in their glory
But each of the beam breaking on the ground

Smoke again smite all light
And if you're a parasite infused
In a universe where all the lonely
The grayness of days like gray wolves
I veselel, but still remembered
What on earth is so much hammering tikalki
And how long collectors
Wait a little to say about the debt

And I would be all in the trunk and throw off a cliff brother
I'll be glad to forget the emptiness behind the front knockout
And the last is expected of your convictions
I originally guarded the failure but that buzzed the tower
I arranged this whole circus looked for answers in the debate zhutchajshih
It will help to get out of the pitch darkness, not the ideas that harness more frequently head
And in September will see other garlands rowan
And I'll go with the book, Louis Ferdinand Céline