Текст песни Noize MC - Фары фуры

When the hell is in your head
I love to drive
Through the burning lights of night Moscow ...

At first I'll slow down a little when I roll down
Then I let go.
I am becoming a quick gray spot
On recordings from cameras.

The headlights of the truck instantly blinded with glare,
I swore obscenities,
The sunny cigarette butt has long since smoked its
In the ashtray of the sunset.

I'm my own navigator, captain, helmsman
Engine and battery
It's better not to jump off this curb on the go -
High

Tired of pushing off with the left -
I will change my leg, uphill on paving stones
Bent knee
There is little left, further the descent is long and smooth

Like a long, beautiful text
Without a single mistake and typo,
Which, despite the dumb end,
I just want to take it apart into quotes

When the hell is in your head
I love to drive
Through the burning lights of night Moscow
On a scooter ...

At first I'll slow down a little when I roll down
Then I let go.
I am becoming a quick gray spot
On recordings from cameras.

The night is blown cool
Disinfects mental abrasions,
The mood is smooth
Climbs to Chomolungma from the Mariana Trench.

Like hellfire angels in uncomfortable suits
From the hoses poured to hell
As if you silently touched my temple with your lips in the morning,
Quietly lying next to him in bed.

I'm like a liner taking off
Pure 21 unknown grams, separated from the flesh
And flying straight towards you, according to the radar
You write that without me at home you go crazy

I'll be there soon, the headlights are shining with glare

When the hell is in your head
I love to drive
Through the burning lights of night Moscow
On a scooter ...

At first I'll slow down a little when I roll down
Then I let go.
I am becoming a quick gray spot
On recordings from cameras.