Текст песни Max Renton - 17 трамвай

1.To and autumn in the yard
Leaves fly yellow
I stand at the stop
Like the last man on earth
Cold makes me tremble
But you always need to start something
I'm passing through the turnstile
And put in the rear pocket your ticket

chorus.

Take me to Goa!
17 tram!
I know you can, well, so
Come on, come on
Take me to these birds free flocks
Show me that there is a tropical paradise

2. I'm tired of the seasons
Only a couple of weeks a year good weather
I'm tired of these clusters of insane people
This not necessary work and of course too lazy
My man has ended
Yes, and the press of the floor does not pick up pocket
I understood what I need?!
And I think this is the most favorable plan.

chorus.